Love, Part Two

There was one,

Just one fight,

I remember, and remember.

When the dawning sun

Shouted, "Good morning!!!"

But my mother

Shouted louder.

And I was in mourning,

Hiding in music,

Cradling myself,

Drowning, drowning, drowning.

There was a plate,

Then a,

"Rachel! Rachel! Rachel!"

I crept with fear

To see a shameful man

Standing with no eyes,

And my mothers were wet,

Vengeful and hot

Like September.

I was scared,

So scared,

With trembling bones

When I heard her say,

"Ask your father

Where he's been

All night"

What trembled more?

My bones or words?

He could not,

He would not,

Look me in my eye,

Because he had none,

As he said,

"Partying with women"

Another plate,

Met its fate.

And so did my child-sized heart.