If I were a child,
being parented by myself,
sitting low in a high back chair
finger wagging at me
by my very own self.
again and again and again
asked and pleaded with
warned and cajoled
threatened with consequences for
choosing yet again
throw tantrum over temper tantrum.
If I were a young subject
sitting in front of a very large desk
an ominous me sitting a front.
my smallish legs dangling still from a chair
much too large
hands shaking on my lap.
Hearing that big voice tell me that my
my failure once again to do what I have been asked.
If I were that girl
getting a talking to from
the part of me that knows better.....
I think I'd be