don’t hAte me, love

i get by on mine oWn

or addle my brAins for

bliGhting your heArt.

Never spEak again.

Leave mE alone

in this seLf catering pool,

self satisFying well of

perVerse indigNation.

i loved you when I did, and still do, sometimes.

Now wish you away

like a rotten memory, a forgotten dream . . .