April 13.08

As I watched them
Step into the battle
Of their 30 year war
I closed my eyes

Two balls of
Resentment
And
Anger
Danced and wrestled
With each other
Across the table
over the eggs potatoes and bread

until one ball
was near explosion
and to sustain itself
it stormed away

breakfast time
was over

as I stood
before the sink
a song played on the radio
my hips began to swing
and soon I was bouncing
on the wooden kitchen floor