The Argument

You can’t keep doing that you know.
	Doing what?
That.
	What?
What you just did.
	What did I just do?
You threw me into the wall again
	No I didn’t.
Yes you did.
	When?
Look, you’re doing it again.
	No I’m not.
Yes you are.
	Prove it.
How?
	You tell me.
There’s blood on the floor for Christ’s sake!
	Where?
There.
	Where?
Here.
	You wouldn’t know that.
Why?
	You’re not here.
Yes I am.
	No you’re not.
Don’t you see me?
	No.
Don’t you hear me?
	I heard you once.
When?
	I think you called out for me.
I did?
	Yes.
I want to call out for you again.
	I know.
Shall we give it a go?
	Yes.
When?
	Whenever.
Ok.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Cornwall Avatar
May 19, 2012 at 6:57 AM
I think this is fantastic...Patrick and enjoyed reading your poetry...Patrick
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May 19, 2012 at 7:17 AM
Hahaha! Well I'm glad you enjoyed it Patrick! Looking forward to reading some of your poems :)
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May 19, 2012 at 6:58 AM
I wrote my name cause the puppy bit my mother on the elbow and am sorry Francesca
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