Untitled
Anthony Darius Moreno

“ I hate smoking “
she says to me,
as she takes a cigarette
and lights it.
We often hold on to what we hate,
tighter than what we love.
2 in 1
the line between them is thin
and flimsy nothing
inspires hate like a love twisted-
misplaced, innocence smashed and
another lesson learned
in the school of hard knocks.
I love you.