It's nothing really. The title doesn't mean anything profound, either. Message me if you are curious I guess.

I wrote this out of anger; I might expand if I brew in it for longer. Hopefully I'm sidetracked to do something more productive.

Ensa Lhyea

blameless and shameless,
and trite and faux.
i've fucked you in my mind a thousand times;
i've killed you twenty more.