On and on they curse,
Foul spiralling rage,
Shrieking 'shut the fuck up!'
'No you shut the fuck up!'
Too slow to tire,
They scream and swear for hours,
Fuelled by demon energy.
Wild fury beyond limit,
Almost tearing their throats;
Desperate to outshout.
A bare hour since they pledged love,
Sharing with the whole street;
No volume control,
Intrusively intimate.
Now flows surging hate,
A foaming malice.
The neighbours wince
And cover young ears.
Is there no end?
Strained prayers ascend,
Yet comes no relief.
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