Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Broken for the Money

Slamming the drink down
splashing out of the glass
Yelling at the phone
speak your wordy trash

being that angry annoyed
words mean nothing
and everything...yet
sentiments are not coy

fighting and arguing
screaming in my head
something has to break
which will never be her

tough love is crap shoot
all the bullshit deterred
nothing but passion
and sizzling resent

is an instant switch on
and less to be hellbent
but that glass did break
and we did vent

too bad that fiery -
but justified outburst
did a good take.

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