Courtroom Courtship
With that awesome aura
of competence about her,
against her cool confidence,
he'll have to walk on water;
her lethal, legal logic makes
his best arguments leak,
and now he's thrusting his whole arm
in the dike, so to speak,
with water spraying all around him,
he just wants to cry,
but he's got no one as a scapegoat
to hang out to dry.
Her expertise kicks up in him
a dust-storm of mute wrath,
like dull anger throbbing
as murderous thoughts' aftermath;
his pique hisses low, wanting
to roar as fiery fury,
but he must control his blaze
to forestall self-injury;
he must feign congeniality
and endure all of these
and swallow what's left of his pride,
pleading, "Your Honor, please."
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2008
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