I once felt so honoured to be your disposable body,
the hero who would kiss your enemies to death.
You paid dutiful respects at the funeral of you and me,
but shed no tear over our final parting breath.
You pleaded ignorance when out of the public's eye
and searched for the next tangle to initiate
knowing very well that they would also die
blundering through the no-man's land of love and hate.