This, between you and me, is an ultimatum
Our own private crisis in which I hold you hostage
There is no room for negotiation here
This is too vital for agreement, let alone disagreement
There is no flexibility for your interpretation of this
This is too central, too crucial to be about something
So don’t…don’t you dare move to understand this
This is only an impulse without a point
A grenade of voice, a violent expression of love
Exploding across your mindscape
A ringing in your inner ear
And now…now, it is done.
