To Jordyn Poem by Lexi Rose

To Jordyn



I do not hate you.
I hate the mask you wear; your eyes
betray the hidden depths
that you possess, drawing me
into the hollow contrivance; this
your portraiture of perfection.

I do not hate you.
I hate your words; saccharine sweet,
sticky with sex
that oozes between the cracks, sealing me
against the raging rivers red; those
that cut.

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