(Day 10 of NaPoWriMo calls for an “un-love poem.” I oblige…)
How do I feel about you?
Imagine how a cat feels when
thrown by his tail
into a raging river.
Picture the look of
simultaneous rage and despair
that crosses the wet fur of his face as
he struggles to defy
millennia of evolution
and swim to save his life.
Think of that very last moment
where his eyes are visible above water
and the horror you see in
the final seconds before
the cruel liquid fills his lungs
and he sinks below the surface,
at that instant of panic and hate.
That should explain everything.