Michael Marrotti






Attention Deficit Disorder


I opened up the
Hemingway book
read a chapter
and lost interest

Spaghetti sounded
delectable but
after the noodles
were al dente
my appetite
transferred to
a different zip code

Got a blowjob by
my favorite lover
She sucked away
like an eager pig
on a salty mission

Twenty minutes
later she told me
We’ll be communicating
via text message
if this thing
doesn’t spit
I pulled up my pants
and told her
we’ll finish this later

It was a day of
failed effort
I felt like a mediocre
version of da Vinci
All this ambition
gone to waste
I didn’t even have
the concentration
to finish this boring
piece of poetry




Michael Marrotti is an author from Pittsburgh using words instead of violence to mitigate the suffering of life in a callous world of redundancy. His primary goal is to help other people. He considers poetry to be a form of philanthropy. When he’s not writing, he’s volunteering at the Light Of Life homeless shelter on a weekly basis. If you appreciate the man’s work, please check out his blog: http://www.thoughtsofapoeticmind.blogspot.com for his latest poetry and short stories.


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