Hate Poem
Love had me baying at the hot
moon like a fool dog
a mad bitch, set aflame by her
own rabid stupidity,
crooning a torch song and
dancing on my own grave
I watered the weeds that crowded
my tombstone,
my plot of dirt and worms laid
out for the wistful-hearted
tended to my blanket of soil and
sorrow
laid it out over my head and
played dead
I thought you might attend my
funeral ?
but you had better things to do
sketch the skyline
trace her curves
with your pencil and charcoal
shade in her throat of dusk and
cloud
roll around with her in your
white
sheets of of onion-veined paper
Love had me asking why the blues
had to go and pick me
why I had to remember
with crystalline clarity
the honey thumbprints
you left on my thighs
the lines you fed me
dripping of amber and cyanide
the wicked, wicked ways
we plundered my bed
waged war
made love
Love had me not recognizing
my own reflection
rubbed my knees raw
laid me out rigormortis-style
looking like a mad-eyed mascara
witch woman
swollen in her bones
pacing my carpet
leaving it bald with wear
the same silly steps
from bedroom to window
from here to there
Head pressed against the
doublepane
sheets of glass
steamed with my heavy breath
my empty breasts
my sagging robe
my silent phone
Love left me a childless mother
a thrill seeker, a junkie
hungry for nothing
Love left me a spoiled child
a tantrum flailing in my gut
a rotten tooth in the back of my
mouth
a closet with a coat swinging
from a skinny hanger
love left me lonely drunken
trumpet player
when the jazz band has called it
a night
love left me with a poem I don’t
want
love left me flaca, a dancing
skeleton
the grimace of calavera
made me a gaggle of bones
singing the bittersweet blues
into a bottle of booze
it left behind bright colors
and migraines, a taste
for martyrdom
sirens and whistles
and a crown of thorns
stitched my spine
to the empty pocket
of my heart
love nailed me
to the cross
split my wrists
love left me aching
like an idiot
love left me spitting
cursing
cussing
love left me chanting
howling
moaning
love left me
love had me
and I hope
that bitch
rots in hell
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