Sister, lover, friend

A slick pun, a run on a theme. They insult
in the way they lie with language. It is a lay
of their life to look in their eyes. You get it all.
The cruelties, the love, affection and all.
What’s the axiom? love & hate, same coin.
Something
as that. There
is a tooth in every word she spews.
The chastity is a joke. As if to be sad
were to not be a man. The malaise
strips that hood, that title? Doubtfully.
But the guilt grows your fangs and friends.

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