Drunken Wrath

You say you love them
but you hit them,
use our insecurity
as your security,
she married a bully.
Outside he took his seat
and put the same beat
on repeat.
It played all night long,
by 6am his song
makes me tremble.
This ain’t accidental,
his toxic version of masculinity
went on for eternity,
it’s our lesson apparently,
a lesson on tyranny.
I never knew why he
hated them so much.
In his drunken wrath
he takes aim,
abusing and
but what’s more
is when he doesn’t
say a thing.
Now his stale waspish
will not sting,
we’re not children anymore,
although it always lingers at the core.


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