Hate Volume One


write about beauty
three impossible words
my only inspire
the shit surrounding
the anger rising
the frustration pending

I write of enemies
unseen, yet clear to me
unbroken and unashamed
in their war mission
to hang me from a tree

hanging I admit
has a nice ring
smiling my dangle
as wind hits my face

beauty draws blank
nothing to tell
anger and regret?
page after page