Anger girds your loins
A wall falls into place
You stomp my groin
A stern slap in the face
I attempted to say
that I was very sorry
I did ruin your day
It made me unhappy
But you wanted none of it
If only
judgement wasn’t so quick
against me
It’s our sad story
Tragic suppressions
A paperback – history
Slight aggression
Why can’t we touch?
We once did much more
Just a fleeting touch
before closing the door
