Yes, it’s that time of year again, and yes, I still have the same unfortunate attitude about it. I keep waiting for a year where this poem with not resonate with me, but this year is not the year, so enjoy!

a letter with footnotes….

Dear Cupid₁

I wanted to personally₂ thank you for all the joy₃ you have brought into my life₄ thus far. My high school years were especially full₅ of your special touch with an arrow₆. As I grew and matured₇ I came to realize the unique role₈ that you would playin my life₉. Every step I took you were there₁₀. I have certainly been blessed₁₁ by your love₁₂. It is at this wonderful₁₃ time of the year that I really feel closest to you₁₄. So for all₁₅ you have done₁₆ I want to express my gratitude₁₇ properly₁₈. With a kiss₁₉.

Yours with Love₂₀
R

1 you atrocious nude hooligan
2 meaning up close and quite personal
3 years personal gut-wrenching anguish
4 if you could call it that
5 of scatological moments
6 were you aiming for my forehead?!
7 tried desperately to out run you – you grotty little louse
8 of my private naked tormentor
9 of pain and turmoil
10 shooting barbed arrows in my back
11 I didn’t know Beelzebub did blessings
12 love of inflicting exquisite psychological and physical torture
13 commercially forced-fed sentimental pink drivel
14 hard to miss you with this sharp arrow in my throat – you vile bastard!
15 Every last agonizing…
16 each and every arrow through my head, my back…
17 I purchased a cross-bow
18 so I would watch your spiteful nude arse
19 would you like to know where?
20 here’s to snapping your “little bow”