I Swear--
The Next Time
YOU
Accuse ME
of Making you
Drink
or of
Causing Your Misery
or
Attempt to convince Me
that:
Everything was OK before I was born
or
You had good relationships before you met me
or
The woman who held you hostage was better
or
You aren't angry at your mother
or
Your relative The Dealer
Is a Great Guy
or that
I am trying to control you
when:
I ask for silence
or
Go in my room and close you out
or
That I think I'm better than you because
I tell you that
if your intention is not a kind one, not to bother me,
I WILL:
Find a way
to abduct AND gently gag you
FORCING you to ride with me in my car as I proceed to
DRIVE
WITHOUT YOUR BACKSEAT INTERVENTIONS
Then I will make You go OUTSIDE
TAKE A WALK
Around AND AROUND the ENORMOUS rose gardenS
at Elizabeth Park
And I will
DEMAND you bend over
And THEN INHALE
EACH and every
variety of rose there.
AND
I will not let you talk about your WORK
AND
I will continue NOT LISTENING TO YOU
And you will be exhasted
From having to hold all those bad feelings in
And humiliated when
You discover that they ACTUALLY PASS
And
I will NOT apologize
when we get home EVEN
if you SMOKE!
ii. ALSO:
consider this, oh being to whom [often] nothing is sacred:
When we make love
Or when I laugh at your jokes,--
[the last three of which, went like this: I told you I wanted to have the office have nothing in it and you told me there was no room for nothing.
You said my kitchen floor was admirable: you could eat off it and never get hungry.
You said the vagina monologues were truly amazing, since you can't even make your ears wiggle--]
That the love, being energy has to go somewhere and
That I have figured out where it goes:
It lands on the angel's palletts and they in turn draw what they hear
In the forms of flowers which then
Manifest immediately following your orgasm or my laughter
In that damn rosegarden where
I will dominate and kick your sweet ass.