I can no longer hate and love.
No more of this casual dating.
Loving the one you hate is a prison.
There’s a beauty in simply hating.
I can no longer hate and love
Like Catullus, whose single book survived. (The world wasn’t waiting.)
Optimistic women and their rules,
Their pop culture—I find their desires grating.
Hating one you love is the worst emotion one can feel;
If there’s love, hate inevitably enters, because fear
Of losing one you love is real;
Nothing prevents the tainting of the beautiful;
Whatever is beautiful produces the horrible;
Beauty and sadness are twins; God, a golden tear.
I can no longer hate and love,
So goodbye, love, goodbye.
I had a million poems for you,
Intricate and opposite and sly.
