i'm outstaying my welcome,
these hosts are no longer smiling at me.
hands are fidgeting, faces are twisting
the words vibrate though the rooms,
"don't you have to be somewhere?"
i'm sorry, i'm terribly sorry,
but i can't seem to find the front door,
back door,
window
any exit (or entrance)
will suffice
as long as i escape your silent but obvious thoughts

the comedic skills of mine are not similar to yours
you are not laughing at my jokes
because
you
speak
a
simpler
dialect
than
i
.

i make you uncomfortable.