You don’t care I could yell
But define your terms child
You say I am appealing to feeling
I shake
My head quits applying
Destruction you yell – facts and logic
I’m D Y I N G
(Laughter) – What is It? I Ask
This debate devolves into sighing
You laugh at the meaning
I see a man so in bed all he can ask is if I might
hold his hand while he’s dying
I try just not to lie anymore I
Love you ever more for your vehement
Striving
“You… are my mother fucking hero,”
I condescend, like the Lord God of all creation –
you little, sniveling, conniving –