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Fighting Space

There ain’t enough room in this room
you over there
so close to my here
When we fight
there is no room no where
that fits you and me
Anger sits in the middle
That issue, that fault
takes away grace and space and beauty
and you are not beautiful to me
no more
Grammar goes and language falls into
me, mine, stuff, stuff, stuff
Until my and your
me and you
this and that
becomes we
And the room seems so large again.

April 22, 1996