Back To The Basics

it is not funny
it is true

that the more you hate the more you love the person that you love

try to eject
the person that you love from your system

eject, junk, spit, defecate
whatever you do

something in you is already missing
because loving is loving and it is

not:
ejecting but embracing
junking but keeping
spitting but swallowing
defecating but the eating of the pudding and the nourishing

try hating love and it always comes back to you
not to shame you
but always to love you again

to make you meek and gentle
to make you cry and smile

to make you all too human, vulnerable, weak and so forgiving
and something too hard on you as hate
becomes too soft
as gelatin
with lots of sugar and honey and milk and grapes and peach and
red red cheries on top of everything

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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