Making Friends.

This is the hate time.

I think I hate people.
I hate how they talk.
I hate how they spit.
I hate how they mock.

I hate how they lie.
I hate how they fake.
I hate how they grab others
and cause them to break.

I hate how they steal.
I hate how they kill.
I hate how their greed will never be filled.

I hate my brain and how it cannot remember.
I hate my amnesia, I hate off-beat tunes.
I hate November, December and June.

I hate their magazines and all of their schisms.
I hate all their politics and bullshit isms.

I hate, I hate, I hate you.
And on bad days I HATE ME TOO.

So I will come and write the hate in a way.
To push, shove and keep it at bay.