When sick of her, the best relief
is full release upon her face
of every reason, every grief
(done publicly to her disgrace).
Suffer a bitch: Suffer in vain.
Bile boils out your mouth, if not on
her, on your friend. The bitch remains,
but the one you love will be gone.
Her flattery’s dead calories–
Repentance, vain repetitions.
Forgiven debts cause bankruptcy–
Dignity demands repossession.
Shout every word at her untamed–
Leave her no doubt you two are dead.
You lose her body, but you gain
your self-respect–a better friend.