If I could learn to love

I hate snowdrops on my lips

I hate people who air kiss

I hate hints of tenderness

I hate everything, more or less

I hate talent pushed on kids

I hate melodies played on strings

I hate all these lovely things

I hate bloody everything

I hate having to turn tricks

I hate begging for my kicks

I hate the concept of remix

I hate it when you make me sick

If I could learn to love

I would learn to love to hate

YOU

And you and you, la lala lala la laa

Poetry