Here is a poem I found among my writings that was written three years ago. This is the first time I’m sharing it. Enjoy!
if you punch someone with words
then no matter what you say afterwards
it will go into the hollow you made
get burned up like toast
shrivel and disconnect
you must help the hollow disappear
you must come from behind
and give a very good massage
sometimes it takes a day or two for the pain to be relieved
and it’s not nice to expect
the victim of your pain-
to suddenly stand up and pretend that nothing at all happened
because as humans
our memories are longer than our feet
and our feelings , though not facts, are dangerously real
we need to be true to ourselves and not pretend.
I don’t pretend.
I don’t know about you.
stop punching me and you’ll know how it feels
to have a happy wife.