fag ash Lil

so this is it. my friend and I become enemies

and not an enemy to love

an enemy to hate


no more of you in my life

you are gone, finito bonito

rule 8 and 11


no looking back longingly

and don’t you even think

of wafting your ugly aroma in

my direction


I wouldn’t naturally be a projector

more like a portable projection screen

for anyone else


I will project all the anger, grief, bitterness and resentment

– you made me ill

you have given me wrinkles and asthma

and spots and issues

you’ve given me anxiety and

arguments of stupendous abound

you have just disrupted my life

now piss off and let me save some money – leech