Most letters open with “Dear ….” ; this one will just begin
You are the nemesis, my arch-enemy, the demon I pray God to damn;
You lure, seduce, then rob me blind.
Mocking love, devotion, loyalty, and commitment, you mortify;
Masquerading as joy, you destroy.
You poison every plan, contaminate every climate, compel every crime;
Master of your motive, you hasten death
Or market as mind game, then cheat to win.
© 6/14/2020 Ruth Ann Scanzillo.