—about the couple I saw arguing

Words ran down the tongue
with cleats on. The
verbal continuum

of cuss words & impugn-breaths
galloped strongly through
the eyes

& ears. Arms flailing,
with pointed fingers
screaming louder

than any lip-roar. Neither could
prove a point sharp enough. Back
turns equaled

quick slaps to the face. Five
minute escapades of “it’s your
fault” & “I hate you”

became the stone that
shattered the circle. I saw passion
spelled across

their faces. Not ardent. Finally,
it ended. Each on a separate direction,
they left the other, weightless & alone.