Love's reply
The evening I raised my hand
Even to strike you,
Jessica jumping between us,
And the coat-hangers slaughtered
As we raged.
In the
wind down,
You spoke of the time
I struck Karin:
My only
explanation was
What was I to do?
She attacked me
With claws and fury,
And I used minimum force to subdue.
To humiliate,
you said.
So what was I to do?
You
could have hugged her,
Love would have replied.
But you didn't.
That's why her love died.
