Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks February 2015: Anti-Love - Page 7

Fear Loathes Love Emer Hayes Look at the pitiful fools Clutching each other For I may tear them apart And the fool on his knees unaware He’s committing to disappointment and regret. I am not your enemy, But a guardian of your soul – Man’s pure instinct. I am printed with lipstick on your collared shirt And etched in the texts from your past. Love cannot exist without I Who reminds the Desperates They are alone. I protect you from the beast called love. You too are a fool if you trust Those who will rip out your heart And crush it to a pulp. Love is for the weak, Try crushing a stone. 7