Dead and Undead Love

Fleming said, “the cleanest, purest love is lust”.
He said it back in ’63.
He didn’t realize it was
Loyalty.

I loved you once. I do no more.
You’re nothing to me, I ignore, abhor
How our plans are dust, our love is rust
And we see each other when we must.

If you were an Elf who sprang to life once a thousand years
I’d see you once, and spend the rest on tears.
If what you need is to be incredibly far
I can’t put my brain where you are.

You don’t hate me. It’s love, I’m sure.
But I can get it cheaper from sugaring or more.
I used to like you,
Of this, I’m sure.

Many months you built my love
Now I want to jump from a bridge above.
I really hope you’re a succubus;
It would be the sweetest end for us.

You’re sexy and sweet and draw forth semen
Who cares if you’re a soulless demon?
Just pretend you like me when you’re around
And when you’re not, i’ll remember:

You’re dead and underground.