Roman Paradise

"We don't fall apart. 
"We don't fall apart,"
Cries Prufrock.

"Hate"...
No one loves.
Everyone hates.
Callous, strange,
Alien to me...
A hard and callow coldness
Has crept into my heart
From your philosophies.

It is not "Hate"
But "anti-hate"...
Prejudice against the prejudiced.
It leads to women saying
Beethoven's music was "Unfulfilled Rape Fantasies"
The erasure of the Western Canon---
Do you know, that Pythagoras doesn't exist?
We know nothing about him?
180 pages doesn't exist?
Have you heard that Prufrock?
Neither does Confucius
Or Christ.

You have strength in numbers to get you through the day
And no compromises...
And you're going to wage the war?
To what end or suffering?
Gladiatorial games?
No sex? For everyone is stingy,
And nobody wants to be close?
No... rather, consensual one night stands
That lead you a grand jury sixteen years later.
Marriage ending in divorce.
Sodomy being our only touch.

This is the world you fought for...
Not mine.
If the world I grew up in was evil...
Then I suppose it's a reversal of all.