Act in such a way that you treat humanity, whether in your own person or in the person of any other, never merely as a means to an end, but always at the same time as an end. – Immanuel Kant, Categorical Imperative
In fact, you are not here…
You are just imagined in your own world
of petty envy and maleficent thoughts.
You are emptiness
that being void of categorical imperatives,
a remora, or better yet
the tapeworm invading my brain
when the exterminator is asleep.
defiled this September
like the venom of a thousand cobras.
and the abject specter of a female,
managed to turn me against kindness
for the last time.
My thoughts for you are daggers
but I melt them with a tear
and walk away in pride
I gave you a thought for the last time!