October 12: Passion

Bang.  Slam. The house tilts.

Presidential debates notwithstanding,

the living room fills with testosterone.

I hyperventilate. Not even national policy

can be decided without an argument.

We have forgotten civility,

punctuation that brings order to discourse.

“Madame Chair,” pause, paragraph unstated,

I give you snarky innuendo, road rage.

You are the enemy.

We smile with all our