I despise emotion,

Phony as a three dollar bill.

We cling, crave, identify,

Rationalize, moralize, internalize, idolize

Demon vested creatures of ill reputed descent.

While we continue to pretend, attend, and defend

Ungodly exaggerated ways and means of ‘supposed’ tender loving concern.

Despite our attempts to

Create the illusion

Continue the confusion

Bask in the diffusion

We try to convince ourselves they are real and substantial.

But, they’re not, nor will they ever be.

I despise emotion.

Reminding us how we are so hollow and vain,

Unadulterated by the utter shallowness of our trivialities.

Constituting a way of life so obtrusively

Void of meaning and productivity.

Investing, time, money, effort, energy

In callously devised plans etched insensitively.

Unmoved by elaborate attempts in

Stabs to persuade

Ploys to evade

People to invade

I despise emotion.

We gloat in our triumphs,

Float in our excesses,

Bloat in our indulgences.

Taking prodigious turns with ourselves,

So carelessly, mindlessly, disinterestedly;

To scowl, cowl, calling foul

When asked to apologetically bow.

Occasionally, when we so deem fit,

We generously choose: win or lose,

To select the most favored auspicious feeling,

Which always exalts or benefits us the most?

And, when we think no one will notice our sly snare

We smile, turn our prideful head, flashing a coy smile of care

Soaking in the deliriously inebriated moment of self-intoxicated glory.

I despise emotion.