For a moment, I realized
Momentary was the realization,
That I have hurt you, and
None of us are pleased.
Unlike the time,
When both of us were pleased, also exhausted.
Why would I do such a thing?
I claim to be sensible, rational, humane…
The line runs out. (Not the adjectives)
With a mighty ego, nestled in the depths
Of my Mind, I’m an actor.
Not acting anymore. But,
Flipping roles.
I do not flinch,
Do not battle my eyelids,
No clues to Sherlocks who eagerly wait,
To tell me. Who I am.
Who am I?
I’m not a wife beater.
That discourse is always for the third person.
I’m … (the adjectives)
For a moment, I realized.
I did realize.
Horror! Horror!
