There's something about hatred
so ****
so seductive
so satisfying
so simple
easy peasy
I hate you

Are you feeling me
judgemental you
evaluating these lines with wine
I hope

Red is the thing here
to capture you
your feel on this
offended?

Feeling nothing more than feelings
hooked on red, aren't we?
easy now
let's not be *****

this death you wish upon me
gripped
clenched
life needs death
don't be ashamed
you want mine

exhort yourself

past me
past my
strings of things
past my body

rotting on hello poetry
stinking to high rhythm
filled with glee
or is that anger

******* seems to rise
unbidden -oh what a word
you tsk-tsk
a line

and death is your friend
not me
I ******' hate you
nothin' personal

just that you breathe
and think
to angst
every syllable

I am smitten
with you
your reading
and these electrons flowing between us



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