1210 HRS MAY 28TH 2007

Human relationships are strange.

Time may cultivate familiarity,

but familiarity breeds contempt.

Once that barrier of

common courtesy

between strangers

been overcome,

best of friends

have this tendency

of being overly critical,

easily confrontational,

putting you down,

shattering your confidence,

to the point

of brutality.

They say,

they do it

out of friendly concern,

all well and good,

but is there a need

to be fucking rude?

Worst when a snide remark

is disguised as a joke,

its not funny damnit.

Just what sort of

gratification

do you get out

of cutting me up?

Just what sort of

sick satisfaction

do you get out

of putting me down?

Just what sort of

fucking thrill

do you get out

of breaking my spirit?

It is just not me

to respond,

I'll absorb your punches,

I'll take your beatings.

And I do have a

great capacity

for punishment

from someone I love.

But at some point,

I'll miss

being strangers

again.