Tuesday, April 06, 2004

the way you make me feel

The only time I ever hated someone this much was when the time I wrote a poem called Hatred.For a while after I had cooled down, I couldn't imagine that sort of hate since mostly I'm quite stable, quasi-normality levels of stability even. Today, however, the dark mood returns. This one's dedicated to the same person as Hatred.

i could pierce your eyes with hot needles
then remove the blank eyeballs with chopsticks
i could slit your forhead open with those damn car keys
see how much you can possibly bleed
i could jam those bottles in your mouth
six at a time if i can
i could cut off one toe at a time
watch you scream and smile
i could do all that and then some
but it wont make up for all you've done


Graphic, yes, but necessary. I feel much better now. Quasi-normal again, even.

Misha at Tuesday, April 06, 2004

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