there are times when I absolutely, loathe you
the look of you, the thought of you
or even the mention of your name ...

you! over there, with your airs
so high
above,
how could any of us lowly sycophants ever think to
reach?

ha!

you! with your haughty sneer
and words of invisible depiction
laugh,
but no one knows

or so you think, you superficial
dolt.

and then I look
and stand aghast

at who I see...

staring back
just as
ferociously

.
.
.

me !

11/18/2006

Author's Note: This poem is an exercise in trying to write a dark poem, something opposite of what I normally write about, which is love. As you can see, without inspiration, these words fall flat and do not have the same effect. For me, as a hopeful romantic... I live for love and for that day when me and my inspiration will be face to face, skin to skin....oh! what a glorious day that will be. When the stars all line up and the universe agrees, I will be with the one my heart does so beat for...I can't wait!!

Posted on 11/30/2006
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