Looking backards, I mistook your

Arrogant Aplomb for Authority And

Blindly, I Believed that your

Critiques were for Construction. I was

Dumb to your Desire to Destory and Devalue me, so I

Excused your Effacements and

Forgot and Forgave your

Gauche, Ghastly “Guidance” until the day I

Heard the Heft of Hatefulness in your Hostile Honesty.

Inexhaustibly you Implicated the most Insane and Insipid Ideas, I felt

Jolted, Jarred, Joustled and Judged by a Jeering Judas who again

Knowingly Killed your Kin, and

Liked it…no, you LOVED it.

Going forward, I know your

Massive need for Martyrdom Makes you a

Nauseating Narcissitic Nightmare, prone to

Outbursts of Outlandish and Obtrusive Offerings that the

Past, and Persepctive, have Presented me with

Quantitative and Qualitative Qualifyings of your

Ridiculous Ruthlessness,

Saving me from Suffering through any more of you Self Serving Shit and from

Tolerating the Targeted Torments of your Tactless Tongue

Useless now are your Undermining Utterances-your

Vicious, Vile, Vindictive Verbalized attempts to Vilify me…

…

The pattern is broken (XYZ).