i wish hate were sweet

i wish hate were sweet
i wish it tasted good
going down.
i wish hate were sweet.
warm, violent blasts
down my throat.
i wish cold were young
i wish it felt good
all around.
i wish cold were young,
rattling, crippling,
arthritic bursts
i wish love were blind.
i wish it held itself
over my eyes.
i wish love were blind,
no more torment…