A foot-dragging text is spoken
the second spoken, a slap
yelling, drag-out fight,
you are scared
write acerbic text
in loud letters
as told
She calls with a threat.
I phone the police.
Cleansing text is written,
request for me,
I do not respond,
you still plague me,
I bow to the request.
I meet you against my requests; meet in a public place.
A smile tugs at me,
I bear up.
© right now, Denise A White
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