Friday, 7 March 2014
Because 'like water for chocolate' was ample warning and 'object of my affection' was a blatant lie
Because 'I love you' carried no weight and dropped leaden at 'I'm sorry'
Because I cannot calm the factions of your civil war and I never claimed to be a pacifist
Because Hiroshima and Nagasaki should never be relevant pet names and our clouds are still dispersing
Because exile is no basis for a re-blooming of affection and I do not have the heart for asylum
Because I have finally authored the guide to my own sanity and I have no stomach for a second edit