Thursday, April 26, 2012

A poem by Molly Bolte

OH HOW I HATE/LOVE THEE
Oh
how I hate/love thee
let me count the ways

You are
'Other'
so therefore I hate you
Let me count the ways

I'll start with your 
gender
family
tribe
nation
language
culture

Then I'll hate your
skin color
eyes
lips
nose
any and every single body part you have or not

And of course I'll hate your
weight
height
body type

Please don't forget that I hate your
age
energy level
and of course your personality

Seriously, I can't tolerate your
religion
spirituality
politics
voting preferences nor your
sexual preferences

I totally reject your
diet
eating habits
clothes
music
vices

What can I possibly say about your
IQ
education 
experience
competencies
skills
and supposed talents

Don't get me started about your
books
vocabulary
voice

We can't forget your
teams
hobbies
activities
friends
community

And last but not least your
income
career
balance sheet and 
title

What ever can I say to you, you 'OTHER'

Sigh
I how love hating thee!
Hating you, my love, is my passion, my sport, my favorite thing to do!
How I enjoy & delight in comparing, criticizing, critiquing you!
Shredding you from head-to-toe in sub-seconds when you flash before my mind or eyes - is so much fun!
I giggle with delight and rub my hands together - what a great murder I commit every second!

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