Friday, June 24, 2011

Poem - "Love"

Love -
You know, it's that thing I didn't think I could fall into
Because I supposed my heart was dead,
Beaten to death by stupid little boys
And then peed on.
The opposite of hate,
The cure for rage, that fierce state of being
That lingers forever shadow-like if not erased by something.
It's like a drug that makes you a crazy masochist,
So I apologize in advance
For the chaos I'll unleash -
It's nothing personal, it's just...
Well, you know, love.

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