They'll realize too you're just a bigot!
She stood on stage where she played her part?
A part she never auditioned to play.
She stood on the mark someone else placed.
She felt like running stage left!
Her lines were all wrong.
She wasn't the playwright of this show?
She was completely out of control!
How can I do this? How can I protect another life?
I am not even sure what I'm doing with my own.
You will be my first child.
It is all out of love and concern for us both.
So many white jackets and blue nurse uniforms come and go, strangers.
Beeping and buzzing from room instruments.
The wind whistles in my ears and a cool wind strokes my face.
Your dad is full of panic as I am rolled to another room.
The bright lights are blinding.
My legs tremble and my heart races.
Can I finish this? Can we both make it through?
A shrieking cry echoes the room of lights. I'm exhausted yet excited.
Tears drip into my ears as the room turns black one last time.
I hope you know that I loved you from conception.
Everything about me hates everything about you too.
The flip of my middle finger hates you.
The way I type on this keyboard hates you.
The movement of the sheet as I roll over in bed hates you too.
Every breath in and out of my lungs hates you too.
Look out! You can have your cheap golf ball back. I hate you too!
The dingy shoe laces from my shoes that I tie every day on my feet, hates you.
Give my key-chain back, I hate you too.
The release of my favorite chair I sit in to watch football on television hates you.
The trees I mow grass around in the yard hates you.
Not only does my aorta hate you my mitral valve, and my tricuspid valve hates you too.
is an evident sign how much I hate you back.
The beer sweat leaving the faded ring on the table hates you too.
My silence when you invite your friends over for dinner: hates back.
My pleasant "good night": hates back.
You know how I roll over in bed to avoid you nuzzling under my arm? Hates back.
I think about all your fake blond hairs so that I can calculate how many times I should multiply my hate.
My heart, beats heavy, hurts with my hate because it would stop beating without the thought of you and the hate.
Fatigued like some old man dying on a set of stairs.
Remember I hate you too.