i never learned
just what to do
with the sad
that would come my way
and so i turned it to rage
and i turned it to hate
but that never worked
except to hurt the world
and so i buried it away
deep inside my dark places
where it corroded its confines
and leaked into my goodness
until now it’s like a friend
you cannot say goodbye to
that dogs you like a shadow
and never shuts up
as if woven into the fabric of my existence

prick.