Screaming Danger

Infidelities seep out of your mouth
Like oil oozing down
A kitchen cabinet
Onto the floor.

I know these words
I have heard others like them before.
They are nothing to me.
It is wind-blown dust settling upon desert plains.

We all have minds and thoughts
And passions and whims and opinions.
Your gender is not exempt
From rationality.

So as would be proper
Move me tender and I will empathize.
Show me my wrongs I will be a changed man.
But I hear from you a bout of anger and
To me it is little other than  screaming danger.

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