Bodacious Banter

You can be so scandalous
With your bodacious banter
As you probe and prod or pick apart
With needle pricks continuing to rant or
Rave for days on end,
Never calling reason in
To settle a dispute with fact.
You just continue to attack
With bleeding knuckles, bloody cheeks,
Blackened eyes that cannot see.
Common sense becomes a stranger;
An abstract curiosity.
Kicking victims when they're down
Like raging bulls in full attack,
Obsessing your obsessions,
Bent on venting for a full payback.

Just don't bring your litany of
Stinging comment bare to me.
I'm too content to hear you vent,
Too discerned to disagree.

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