no conception
others hate love, hate hate
ambivalent
syllables strewn about polluted landscapes too harsh for stasis
tumble from mouths and hit the ground running
words broke here, promises too
two promised but one lied
one lied in the other's place
place others before the sanctity draped upon her
upon drapes between desks and sofas
soft kisses of regret, somber frowns of disdain
you stole.