02 June 2006

              Third Party

              The woman I love
              is yelling at her mother
              who is yelling back.
              I try to intercede,
              to make peace.
              She snaps, “Shut up,
              it’s none of your business.”
              On this point alone,
              her mother fully agrees.
              I sit back, roll my eyes
              at the ceiling.
              Taking the spectator’s
              back seat.
              They turn back to their
              rudely interrupted
posted by Gilbert at Friday, June 02, 2006


Blogger HairyDonut said...

I like the way you sound like a poet for every line except "On this issue alone". Then the lawyer surfaces.

June 07, 2006  

Post a Comment

<< Home