Hate

Because I hate you the way air hates fire

The wind will put out a flame

But the air only fuels a blaze

I only ever add kindling to your ire

I want to dissolve you, to put you out and away from minds eye

But you might consume me, and take away my life in flight

Take my body and use it, peruse it, see how you can abuse it

Till nothing is left of the ground that you scorched

But the body that you buried

And I hate you the way words seep into people

Because skin is soft

And language is not

You are Dorothy and I am the poppies

How the sounds slip so smoothly into the cells and nerves

Burrowing into your brain till phrases fill pages of your minds thoughts

Living like earthworms in the gritty dirt of your blood and bone

Living like it can not die because while your body decays

It can still haunt your ghost

I will still haunt your ghost

And I hate you the way earth hates water

To be given life by its very existence

But be ground away by its ambition

I barely notice my own slaughter

Earth is not broken away all at once, but instead

The current will knock at its door softly, once, twice, a hundred times

The river will chip at its bed carefully, tucking it into shape

Till the pieces break apart like sand falling in an hourglass

Time passing, bit by bit

And I hate you the way hatred rots the soul

It lives on in your eyes

The windows are blurry

I will curdle your spirit whole

As sweetness is shadowed by sorrows sighing, sorrow’s serpent

It’s venom sinks into the souls fabric and crawls through thread

Until it has molded reason into revenge, tears grow mold

It will fester and burn and it will not forgive or forget

I will not forgive or forget