To Prick The Festering Boil

If I’m Being Fair

If I’m Being Fair
no denying it
they were meant to be together
the love of my life they said
from the very first drink
and lie
it was one after another
they couldn’t get enough
it’s not often you find someone just like you
hating all the same people
families exes children
themselves
and hating every color equally
which some would say is racist
but they call it being fair
they supported each other in everything
picking each other up
from liquor soaked floors
or the hard ground
only pausing the yelling and screaming
for another drink
or to lash out again
at the easiest targets they can find
they had a monocular vision
only seeing themselves
through the dark tunnel they dug
everything and everyone else
even innocent children
were only in their way
such a shining example
the love of my life they said
no denying it
they were meant to be together
on a tiny deserted island somewhere
never to be heard from again

—DL Madsen