Voices on the Wind
Voices of Protest
Don’t Make Me Rules
by Carole Mertz
Pour my heart out
(Jenny make me cry)
The crack she can’t quit,
the other crack that won’t heal
Our family holding; holding, barely.
Those two that can’t be in the same
room together. What kind of family is that?
I make out a family need at least three, we
‘bout one and a half.
Can’t tolerate showing each
other how critical—He says, You should…
The other “he” says Don’t tell me how
to live under your umbrella. Don’t
make me rules.
I know myself deeper than you
do. I get myself going, and lively too; you
float. You lecture from books. My eyes, you—