I hate poems 

that rhyme

unless it's by accident.

So fuck poets who feel the need

to match

be with see

Love poems

especially

are weak

whimpering words of

baby, star, sun, sky.

Whispering

sweetheart, darling, my whole world.

That sweetness

that vague disgusting kindness

isn't love at all.

Love is tearing out each others throats

forgetting deoderants on hot dates

making comments on their parents' sex life

peeing with the door open.

Ripping each others hearts

and

crying

alone

because you don't know if they want you

but curling up anyway

knowing that you are safe and important.

Hissing to them

"bastard"

while you fuck

silently

with the door open and parents home.

And it wouldn't be any other way.