“some abominations
shouldn’t exist”
she said with a razored
tongue of spite

i could only smile
it was sound advice
i’d heard before

yet still she stared
up at me as i held her hair
her eyes smiling
as my grip tightened

we wrote letters
in the blood
we callously drew
then fucked until
the words lost
any semblance of
the illusion of love

which is as close
to the real thing as
i have ever seen
and i realize just
how sad that truly is.