Sunday, September 18, 2011

Another Side of Passion

The Greatest Passion of All

The greatest passion I have ever felt
Was when I wanted
To kill the lazy bastards.

When they couldn’t find one damned fucking job
While I worked daily,
And spent the money I earned.

Number one
Followed me from town to town, complaining
That he felt no love
And spent thousands on signed books.

And allowed them to all be struck with mold
An incurable cancer
To paper and to marriage.

We seldom if ever had sex or joy
Paid the deposit
For his new apartment fee.

He has remarried happily, rejoice.
With four strong daughters.
But I didn’t see the light.

Number two

Nine inches and skill in The Joy of Sex
Stopped arousing me
When he started hoarding trash.

Awake at 2 a.m. seeing him sleep
Thinking of murder
Not of lust or affection.

Walking two blocks to Candlewyck Diner
In the predawn dark
To eat pie and drink bourbon.

He did not notice that I was leaving
He thought we could date
So I disappeared for him.

There’s my story of love and lust
And men for whom love went bust.
Here it is, twenty five years along.
Alone and happy, still going strong.

Love can intoxicate you
But Hate can set you free.



  2. Thank you! Sometimes the difficult things to write become easy...too easy LOL & love to u 2

  3. Dayum Friend, I LOVE this, speak on, speak on!!! xoxoxo

  4. Thank you, Dayum. I won't shut up! lol

  5. Wrath and anger are hateful things, yet the sinner hugs them tight. The vengeful will suffer the Lord’s vengeance…. Should a man nourish anger against his neighbor and expect healing from the Lord?”

    The Psalm verse is, “The Lord is kind and merciful; slow to anger and rich in compassion.”

    We have the parable of the official who was shown mercy but did not show mercy and Peter’s question to Jesus, “How often must I forgive, seven times?” “No,” Jesus replied, “not seven times but seventy times seven.”

  6. Fortunately, Anonymous, my only action was to free myself, leave and not go back. When you find yourself becoming full of hate, you indeed must get away from such feelings. #1 managed to pull his own life together and #2 is probably dead by now but I had nothing to do with either outcome. It was feeling so much anger that I overcame their use of me and left. I was no longer allowing myself to be held down.