Good Narcissist, Gracious!

Because Kitty
never knew
what to do  
 
again, she
bit her tongue  
hoping to slow  
the onslaught  
 
Angry words  
poured from him  
 
words describing  
inadequacy  
disappointment  
no confidence  
repulsion  
recriminations  
 
for unless her delights  
were presented prettily  
on the plate or in the bed  
or the ears upon her head  
and the eyes must  
dance just right  
be it day or night...  
 
he never stopped  
to think of why  
he only sure he knew  
...never the benefit  
of the doubt  
 
He loved her heart  
craved her flesh  
and she his  
 
but her mind was feared  
even despised  
 
and so he would scream and yell  
accuse...  
...and she'd fall silent  
 
her apologies  
and her guilt  
only building  
his confusion