El Madrileño

Then came the problem,
and you
became an asshole.

You
trying to play
all the games
all my lovers
have played before-

only,
they played them
better.

You are not good
in what you do
you lost your hand
in a fit
jealousy.

You called me a slut-
you had no right to.

You lost it
and managed
to offend me-
in a language
other than my own.

You have some
real
talent.

And I
am not
easily
offended.

I am not easily offended.