Like a dictionary you defined to me the many

meanings of an emotion that at the time I should not

have known existed

The nature of hate is that it can be anything to

any person (you said) something perfect and

insubstantial that fires like neurons against the

body of whatever victim it chooses

And you would prove this to me through lessons

designed to achieve the greatest reaction tricks

of the trade you had honed for years on your family

passed on to me through scars in my skin

the language of something greater than myself