Appraisal Poem by Maya Garza

Am I the apple of your eye?
Or the core of your heart?
Perhaps the maggots in the compost under the sink.
I do not know,
And I hate you for it.

Am I the twinkle of your smile?
Or the cavity for the dentist?
Perhaps the bitter saliva of the morning.
I do not know,
And I hate you for it.

Am I the boom of your laugh?
Or the smirk of your scoff?
Perhaps the somber resigning of the night.
I do not know,
And I hate you for it.

Am I the appraisal of your glance?
Or your glance?
Perhaps not even the glance.
I do not know,
I fail to hate you for it.

5/19/09