by Michele Rocha
How many revenge plots have I hatched
Drew into life through tortured pain
How many times have I hacked him to death
Drowned him
Pulled his heart out and stomped it
Had him drawn and quartered
Hung him from a dead tree
And watched him twitch into oblivion
Regretting that he ever hurt me
I published all his dirty secrets
Turned all his admirers into enemies
Made him lose everything he respected
Ran him out of town in shame and disgrace
and then ran him over with my car
Pushed him into a burning building
Killed everyone he loved
Even our children
Not loving me meant he would never love again
Dead men don’t have girlfriends
Let his meaningless life pour out onto the ground
He will never breathe joy again
Know that with me
His heartlessness ends