I’m caught once again.
The tirade begins
A random word among so many
Latched upon as the breaking point.
What should be a quick and concise
Argument concerning my digression
Lasts hours, usually in public places
As I listen and believe my own corruption.
I am shattered, broken and silent.
I sit stunned, paralysed,
Each breathe an effort
Finally from exhaustion she quits
Says the last word
As randomly as it all began.
Written for: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-13
Morpethroad 
This is sad, but a great poem!
Thanks Joy I hope you are doing well today….
I am Michael. I hope you are too!
I am good Joy, the sun is shining, its beautifully cool autumn weather all is good in the world…
That’s wonderful! Seems so odd that you are in autumn and we are in spring. 😀 It is getting awfully warm here! Won’t be long and my air conditioner will be running for the summer.
Yes! Exactly what Joy said. Pity they can’t tell from birth that a woman will be like that. We could put them all on a deserted island and let rail against one another 😉
Now that’s a good idea, imagine how long they would last together……lol….thanks Lyn….
Sad, but lovely, Michael.
Thank you Cathy…
You’re welcome, friend. 🙂
Absolutely stunning and so very powerful. There are such incredible phrases here Michael – and you thinking you aren’t poetically inclined, simply because you don’t often write in this form? Nope. Wrong. But that’s okay …. it’s all about stretching the wings and trying – and you have succeeded so well – because in reading this, one senses the discomfort, the awkwardness of the situation, the frustration, the sense of confusion and self-doubt left in the wake of someone who is determined to destroy rather than study their own reflections in a mirror.
Latched upon as the breaking point.
So key – so well chosen – “latched upon” and “breaking point” …. oof!
As I listen and believe my own corruption.
Speaks volumes to the sensitivity of someone on the receiving end who, despite knowing better of themselves, collapses under the weight of the assault.
A very powerfully written and evocative poem Michael. So well expressed.
Thank you Pat…actually I write in this form a lot as I find its like an abbreviated prose form disguised as poetry and it works for me……I like the concise nature of poetry as a writing process, my issue is understanding what anyone else writes……
LOL@ my issue is understanding what anyone else writes……
I totally get that 😉
I am only human you know….
I know …. and I can relate …. completely ….. XD