Every Word and Every Deed

Your eyes and their winking were dearest distraction

From the fact that on your end their was no attraction,

Nor what seemed to follow from what followed

Shortly (and I do mean shortly) afterward.

It was in every word and every deed a fake.

You made faithless promises of faith,

Did your best to imitate good taste,

Did your best to imitate a person.

Together, we did our best imitations,

But this hate? This hate is real.