Carr, ..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

how could he had truly loved
someone whose only liking was to
stab him with a jagged knife

tie him with shoelaces and stones
to sink his dead body to the
murky river?

how can love end at murder? at a
novel that speaks his ultimate
death with someone who thinks
that he should have been dead
a long time ago? a mockery of
love, a snare of all humanity.

there were so many lies, and
for this, i never really liked it.