| Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
| GETTING THE FINGER The beating was severe. She slapped me up and down through windows and walls in rhythm and blues... and purples. She insulted me, abused me hurled epithets and ironworks. Whacking, smacking, cracking, packing punches, blacking me out. "Forgot my sister's birthday?" she screamed, "Missed the train? "Ignored my BOSS?" She damages my psyche and my spine. The pain is extreme. She leaves me feeling VERY vulnerable. For THIS I left my wife? |