the depth and breadth and height of
My Emnity reaches my conciousness,
Curdles in my core like
a wave of nausea born in the pit of hell.
That I have hated so passionately
for so very long
without surcease
insusceptible to suasion
seems beyond my reckoning.
Yet
The pain that I have felt, that I feel
is as strong, as steady as the rancor
and the cause of this torment
is both the root
and the flower
of my bitterness.
