I never imagined I could hate somebody so much.
I never imagined anybody could be so sadistic and
so profoundly exploit my Achilles' heel. I don't know
if it makes it any better that it is an Achilles heel of many,
many, many, like a designer's shoe, famous in all its glory.
To be continued, or does that tell it all?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem