Rockem Sockem Us

We bludgeon each other
in a variety of clever ways

Damage compounds daily

Our daily bloodletting
will eventually drain
the core reservoir
we once believed to be
the depth of all eternity

Dust will be our destiny 
as our mutually
inflicted wounds
bleed our love dry

We could stop
the carnage anytime

Stem the tide of inevitability

Compromise could be tried

if we could only
temper our pride
and sheath these
rapier tongues