Love Poem

this is a little diddy I wrote in honor of that amazing soul-squasher, LOVE.

Love is arrogant and selfish

Boorish and unkind

it is tiresome, a word overused with little or no action behind it

it takes until you’re so empty your insides clang like an elevator shaft

Love is fat and oafish but it wants you to be stunning and fit

love wants an orgasm like that other one, time and time again, even if you want to scream with the banality of it; the obligatory nature of it

Love drools and snores and it reeks of last night’s dinner

it looks at anything with a pair of tits as if it were a thousand dollar bill

it makes you feel small enough to fit into a mailbox and it chokes on its own potential

Love is the drug that won’t even let you overdose properly, it just leaves you with the bar tab, a raging headache, and more regret to add to your collection

Love steals and leaves s****y tips, but we’ll keep chasing it with the hope that just this once it will be different for us.

Reviews

[Ian Faraway]

You defiantly hit 'love' over the head hard with this poem.... I LOVE IT! Of course, I'm sensing this poem is very personal to you and it probably speaks for a lot of others out there (not just on WC). Keep up the good work!

[Marshall Hanson]

I LOVE THIS POEM. It reminds me of my recent break up. Minus the stare at anything with tits. I love the imagery in your words. All I can say is WOW. Great work,

[Dream Weaver]

For shock value I must say, "perfection".
Creatively Hash and impetuous yet
entertaining to a fault. What I'm trying
to say is a superb write that packs a
punch! Nicely done.