i don't like being angry
   or resentful
or at the mercy of the red rage
that builds inside of me

    but

when i feel you're hurting him...
   picturing your face
sits better with me
when i see hatchet buried
deep within it

   but

i won't let my revulsion
pull me down into the bowels
of your elementary like intelligence

nope

besides, if i do
i risk losing him

and no one is worth that.