Poem 160 – If You Refuse to Love Me

I swore to love you ’til you died,
But if you will not love me,
I swear that I will kill you;
I will be the first to tear
That ungrateful heart from that worthless chest
And, weeping, feed it to your whining dogs,
And laughing burn your sullied corpse
On a bier of rosewood and willow.
Smiling I will spit on the cooling ashes,
Miserably I’ll watch my saliva steam.
I swear that I’ll defile thee
If you refuse to love me.

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Dear readers,

A rather unusual contrast, I believe. Of course, I do not encourage anybody to do anything after line 2.

Kind regards,

The Hapless Neo-Romantic

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3 thoughts on “Poem 160 – If You Refuse to Love Me

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