Evening Argument
She sets her words on fire
before spitting them
in my face,
to end once and for all
my pathetic existence.
Her adjectives scorch
the ceiling and the walls,
her verbs singe
my eyebrows,
her nouns
burn like hot coals.
My damp words fall to the floor,
lifeless and unwanted,
where they sizzle on the smoldering
embers of her grammar.
The next morning,
she picks one of my cooled words
off the floor,
to reheat it
for our evening argument.
PEYCHO KANEV His poems have appeared in many literary magazines, such as: Rattle, Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, Cordite Poetry Review, Hawaii Review, Barrow Street, Sheepshead Review, Off the Coast, The Adirondack Review, Sierra Nevada Review, The Cleveland Review, and many others.