You point your pointer at me

declaring my action discloses.

I’ve no intention to fulfill my vows-

Given you briars instead of roses.

Each tidbit of love I’ve offered you

leaves you hungry like a water diet.

Splash, slash, it flows away

and you wish you’d never tried it.

Do you think I consider you

a genius for what you’ve said.

It’s better to starve with a little love

then to receive none instead.