You Must Be Testing Your Tolerance?

I have a suggestion.
If I get on your nerves,
And this makes you sick...
Why are you in my presence,
To make me aware of it?

You have more patience than I do.
And neither one of us are doctors.
You must be testing your tolerance?
And something in your mind,
Is addicted to self abuse.

And this is something you want me to notice,
That I provoke.
Right?
Give me a second.
I want to check to make sure,
I am carrying your medication.

Nope!
Once again...
You've caught me empty handed.
But I do recommend,
You scratch me off of your invitation list.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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