Love #2 Fibs

“I
love
you.” But
that is so
annoying! What do
you want me to do about it?

I
love
you, so
I want you
to give me succor
for all the anguish of my heart.

I
love
you, so
please receive
this poem-garland,
weaving my endless devotion!

“I
love
you”—my
demand, my
determination
that you respond, “I love you too.”

I
love
you—See,
I trick you
into giving me
the gun I’ll use to shoot myself.

I
love
you. In
your heart—so
dark to me—lives a
wish perhaps that I might say it.