hate springs eternal

hate springs eternal

from the deep, dark caverns in which we were raised

breached security of childhood bedrooms

filthy mattresses in abandoned houses

gutters and alleys and dirty public bathrooms.

we were dragged through the muck and expected to come out clean.

hate springs eternal 

in the flashing eyes of those who would pass judgment

the twisted, feral grimaces they wear

their clawing, beating, stabbing hands

the sharp, staccato bursts of venomous words.

they hurl stones at glass houses and wonder why we break.

hate springs eternal 

when the bitter contagion flows into our ears

when it oozes under our skin and boils our blood

when it takes control of our bodies and annihilates our brains

and when it then trickles slowly from our own mouths.

What are you looking for?