Fight with Myself

I had a fight with myself.
It was unavoidable.
It all started with the e-mails I sent me,
Very nasty.
Then it progressed to the name calling and swearing at myself in the street.
I was extremely upset.
I thought about going to the police but I wouldn’t go
I found out where I lived.
I knocked on my door late at night.
Then ran away before I answered.
I phoned me, at two in the morning,
Just to annoy,
You understand.
I even refused to buy me a beer.
But the very last straw;
The one that broke the camel's back.
I slept with my wife.
She’ll never forgive me.