153. Jean Harlow
Jean Harlow

Don’t interrupt me
leave me alone.
You have creased my canvas
and torn my intuition
rent my thoughts
and thwarted the flow
that was projecting so prettily
a while ago.

Your intruded presence
has stopped an expression
hindered an impression
given me a frustration frown
and a literary breakdown—
trapping reality recognition
into a blank stare.

My words you efface
stay out of my space !