What You Really Wanted

I said ‘no’
And you looked at me
As though I had insulted
Your bloodline
Slandered your mother
Denigrated your father
Molested your sister.

It was a simple ‘no.’
It was a refusal
To enter into agreement
With that which
I fundamentally disagreed.

You gave me your shoulder
Pushing past me toward the door.

I watched you leave
Thinking
You are the progeny of goats
Your mother dwells in sewers
Your father mucks mule stalls
Your sister cleans the linen in brothels.

There.
I just gave you what you really wanted.