He hurts me
by R.K.H
Posted to Poetry on 2002-01-09 19:06:00
He hurts my mind
He makes it weep
My thoughts become sharp slivers of glass
He hates me
And he hates all that I love
I see him in everything
His body is a fine work in the midst of the purest cosmos
My love hurts him
My love confuses him
He is a mind fuck genius
And I am left
Not knowing how to play his game