I make sure the target knows
my aim is to suggest,
I want to avoid any misperception,
my aim is clear,
I intend to hurt you,
long before you can even conceptualize
a reason
for retaliation.
My aim,
is a disappointing reality
of how far I’ve come,
or gone,
beyond the nature of forgiveness.
When I throw stones,
I expect the recipient to understand shame,
for my whole purpose in life,
is to suggest how much better my own life is,
or how much more clear is my aim.
I want to catch you off guard,
how else might I enjoy pain,
your pain, your misery at the strength of my own …
weakness.