Waking up on the wrong side of the red
Mar. 7th, 2005 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
If menstruating grosses you out or strikes you as improper LJ discussion, feel free to read no further. However, I hope that this will actually bring some cheer to people, particularly the ladies on my friends list.
I woke up in a terrible mood and without energy, due to it being the first day of my period. (My only reward for this event, monthly, is that my pants fit again after a week of awful bloating.)
I decided that the best way to deal with my resultant homicidal desires was to write poetry about them. Therefore I give you several angry period haiku.
Hormones! My body
Punishes me cruelly, for
Not making babies.
Do not cross my path
Unless you have chocolate.
Or else, opium.
(with apologies to Yeats, and also
ladytabitha:)
Blood-dimmed tide is loose -
A primal urge that bids me
Go stabby stabby.
I slept for twelve hours.
This has made your existence
No less annoying.
What is that you say?
No, I don't have PMS -
I simply hate you.
Take ibuprofen.
That way it will hurt less when
I bite your head off.
I am not crying.
These drops falling from my eyes
Are pure liquid hate.
My blood stains the sheets.
And your blood will stain the walls
If you don't shut up.
I woke up in a terrible mood and without energy, due to it being the first day of my period. (My only reward for this event, monthly, is that my pants fit again after a week of awful bloating.)
I decided that the best way to deal with my resultant homicidal desires was to write poetry about them. Therefore I give you several angry period haiku.
Hormones! My body
Punishes me cruelly, for
Not making babies.
Do not cross my path
Unless you have chocolate.
Or else, opium.
(with apologies to Yeats, and also
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Blood-dimmed tide is loose -
A primal urge that bids me
Go stabby stabby.
I slept for twelve hours.
This has made your existence
No less annoying.
What is that you say?
No, I don't have PMS -
I simply hate you.
Take ibuprofen.
That way it will hurt less when
I bite your head off.
I am not crying.
These drops falling from my eyes
Are pure liquid hate.
My blood stains the sheets.
And your blood will stain the walls
If you don't shut up.
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Date: 2005-03-07 12:20 pm (UTC)