not a poem for S

I read a poem today and I thought,
you would like this.
But then I remembered that you despise me
and I detest you.

And I was sorry
for a moment
that I couldn’t send it to you.

But what is there to be done about that?

Other than remind myself that you despise me
and so I detest you.

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5 responses to “not a poem for S

  1. hate fate
    no date as to when
    now and then
    separate fact from fiction

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