THE HIGH COMPLAINING VOICE
With a whine she says
It’s all your fault not mine
With a bark he says
I shall draw blood
With a passive tone she says
Why do we bother?
With a growl he says
Don’t talk like that to me
With a sharp tone she says
You won’t discuss my view
With a low tone he says
Not a word more
With a high complaining voice she says
Your view is crazy
With a cold tone he says
You don’t listen anyway
With a hiss she says
You don’t make sense
You have nothing to say
With a cold silence the ice descends
and the murder begins.