Bodacious Banter

You can be so scandalous

With your bodacious banter

As you probe and prod or pickapart

With needle pricks continuingto rant or

Rave for days on end,

Never calling reason in

To settle a dispute withfact.

You just continue to attack

With bleeding knuckles, bloodycheeks,

Blackened eyes that cannotsee.

Common sense becomes astranger;

An abstract curiosity.

Kicking victims when they'redown

Like raging bulls in fullattack,

Obsessing your obsessions,

Bent on venting for a fullpayback.

 

Just don't bring your litanyof

Stinging comment bare to me.

I'm too content to hear youvent,

Too discerned to disagree.