An ArgumentA Poem by Victor GammaA description of the experience of having an argument.AN ARGUMENT That taffeta line So thin and frail Was ripped in two That sun-filled day Love yielded itself To our dismay we held the shreds in our sweaty hot hands And out of the day And out from the wedding life drained by hate possessed in demon pain Once gentle voices tore from tightened throats One red hot flash and everything ends Track down the target The one you love Hateful hours spent craving the opium of distance as we picked through the wreckage of the day pleading eyes held a question What was it all for? © 2020 Victor Gamma |
StatsAuthorVictor GammaRialto, CAAboutI have been a teacher for 25+ years. I enjoy research and writing or both fiction and nonfiction. I tend toward historical subjects and classic fiction. more..Writing
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