The man you love is drunk and tired
and filled with anger and hate.
Dont look his way or say a word
couse he, ll hit you in the face.
The man you love is silent and
doughtfull of his own mine, so in
his right hand is a shot gun
pointed at the sky.the man you
see is laughing at nothing but
his own two feet, then with a
smile he pulls the trigger and
dies in his sleep.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/momas-break-down/
