Poetry Absurdity: I’m In Love With Confrontation

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Go ahead. Stare. I’ll stare right back.

Go ahead. Talk. I’ll talk right back.

Words don’t mean nothin’ to me,

Save your breath.

Save your tears.

Back the fuck off—I’m in love with confrontation.

Go ahead. Betray. I’ll betray right back.

Go ahead. Attack. I’ll attack right back.

Is that all you got?—I’m in love with confrontation.

Anger is my only friend.

Apologies don’t mean nothin’ to me,

Save your lies.

Save your stories.

Step the fuck back—I’m in love with confrontation.

My fists are ready. My jaw is locked. My eyes are narrow.

Are you done?

Save your myths.

Save your fables.

Turn the fuck around—I’m in love with confrontation.

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11 Comments on Poetry Absurdity: I’m In Love With Confrontation

  1. Great words again…it is angry young men who a killing everything and all and sundry, we are so lucky to have a hobby/job/family/ etc to keep us from going of the rails.
    Great post and a horribly exciting sword.

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  2. guttermutt // 09/10/2015 at 8:09 pm // Reply

    I think we are in love with the same concept!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Whoa! -leaves the room quietly and is careful not to make eye contact-

    Liked by 1 person

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