Before I met you,
I hated you:
I wanted a cat,
Or a dog,
Not an oversized rat,
Drawn wrong.
Big red eyes,
Messy white fur.
Suddenly,
I noticed I wanted to get near,
Closer to you.
I saw from a different point of view,
A different perspective,
All that hate: I left it,
I love you,
I said it.
Before I met you,
I hated you,
Big red eyes now dull,
And lifeless.
See how cruel life is....
And I command you : Rip my flesh, from bone
And I beg you :Fill the holes in my soul.
And I ask you : Turn into cotton, my bone
And we decide to leave to save my soul.
You cannot make me whole,
I have ripped my self from me,
For you, yet you cannot see.
I have wrung myself dry; a towel hanging,
Swinging in the cold spring breeze.
You sneeze and I bless you,
Before you decide to call for me,
...