A few sacrilegious words in utteration
Thus began my souls excoriation
I am dumbstruck by your vituperation
The garrulousness of your imprecation
The impiety of your fulmination
Fearing to delve into the origination
To muddle through the dark desecration
To discover the irreverent profanation
To find the merest plausible explanation
To reach the billingsgate of your denunciation
A journey begun in urgent desperation
To find the beast of your blasphemation
It could not be considered a major altercation
It wasn’t even a heated conversation
Yet, your words began a reverberation
Even now, threatening your vilification
So very lightly came your defamation
My soul recoiled in its horrification
The total lack of any veneration
Held me in the thrall of fascination
For never, even in my wildest imagination
Could one believe such obvious violation
Thus producing vehement consternation
And it’s corresponding revelation
This erodes the very foundation
Bringing into ultimate consideration
Whether there should be a continuation
Of what is now a tenuous relation
This must be included in the factorization
Surely it is relevant in the overall equation
And will require tedious divination
With hours of cross examination
Designed to understand the implication
Of your freely offered improvisation
To give my soul final authorization
Perhaps you would give consideration
Because of the severity of the situation
Mayhaps you would change your location
As you can now see the correlation
The causality of your interpretation
Your soul bordering eternal damnation
Surely you can see the implication
And the necessity of a different destination
Requiring only a complete repudiation
And therefore subsequent colonization
Halting the eminent deterioration
Bringing about friendships revitalization
After all, the dress is obviously black and blue
© Ron Simpson Jr.
