I don’t take ultimata well.
I hear them
but I don’t react to them
usually
– except in a scorched earth
kind of way.

I’d sooner destroy
all that you’d want to threaten
than be pushed into position.
I may regret it later
but that’s later, see?

So please didn’t threaten me
unless you mean
to take the threat to the bank
or the morgue
or the candy shoppe
for a lollipop
because I don’t want
to look over the smoking husk
of our relationship afterwards
and realize what I’d done.

Please
save us from that.