Domestic Dispute in E Minor
A preamble of deliberate silences and curt remarks. In the atmosphere a feeling of conflict already poised to detonate. The kind of recurring antipathy that rises every so often to the surface when it has stewed and boiled over. The staccato barbs and knowing looks. Try your best not to light the fuse. Avoid as much contact as possible; speak gently and directly. Count and measure your words for any could be the one that sets off the neutron bomb laying on the couch after a long day. Long day, long week, long life. How quickly the temperature changes. Like a coin flipped in the air it is either/or. Tender and bitter, generous and vengeful. Two faces of one person appear seemingly at random as if the same breath could heal and brutalize with equal intent. There are no disguises here, no masks. This is honesty. These are the true contents otherwise buried and hidden away. The purified current of venom that runs beneath the day to day. Tomorrow they will shake hands with dressed up acqu...