I do not despise these days,
though I have reason to do so.
I have become fully licensed in malevolent memory though the operative purpose of such an affliction is yet to be adequately vetted. The masochistic application for licensure was far too barbarous by my assessment. In 4 years I have moved 5 times, I have lost a son, a marriage, a career, a retirement; the modest material wealth I had established; all investments once thought to be innervations of heart and soul, now deferred to higher reason, which is to say, an inconsequential assignment of value.