Why
I still hear the stray cat clink of your teeth
smell a rage a brewing
feel tension build
as we sit silent
frozen porcelain figurines
emotionally hollow
fragile
about to crack
like ice on the drivers side window
front seat getting cold
wipers counting silent pauses
conversation, stalled
making life changing decisions
someones future hanging on words
that will not come out no matter how I try
stuttering explanations about wa wa wa....why?
why I did it
why it happened
what your gonna do about it
how you gonna seek your revenge
when can I expect retribution
how long will it take my flesh to heal
are plaster casts biodegradable?
is there gonna be a police report
are they gonna arrest me for your violence
might they be serving baloney sandwiches
who will post my bond?
will I be to macho to tell Officer Friendly
would he even believe me?
searing into my torso
then memory
a drifting apart
like a parent and child
awaiting the smash
the smash
Copyright © Patrick Boyle | Year Posted 2013
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