189 A student said,”

Fuck you!”
He said it to me!
Me!
of all people,
Me!
and what I am and what I represent;

To him:
adult authority,
unsolicited rules,
unrepresented controls.

To me:
the person to give him a beter life than
he would have had without me.

To you:
The hope that somehow, the world will, at least,
continue turning.

“Fuck you”
and the intricate, labyrinthine, skeletal structure
of the uiverse cracks a bit,
a hair line crack compounded with all the other
cracks
until it all crumbles,
the universe,
civilization as we know it should be,
my ego.

It’s nothing personal, I understand.

It’s just, well,….

“Fuck you”.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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