Such is my love. Such is my hate

I hate
you,
as you lose your own
in the vanity of your new found tan.
You sell yourself
to strange men.

I kill
you,
as I kill my night,
with the whiskey I drink.
I wake up,
in my own stink.

I love
you,
as much I hate you.
You were once the fresh morning air.
So greetings love.
Always.
With all my love and care.