The ending is so damn boring...

Fanfuckintastic. I am clicking print.

No reason

That's amazing. The fox reminded me of several disturbing childhood memories of a fur farm. Chilly.

And you call my poem chilly? This is icy and sinister.

"Murderers still love In their blunted Lurching strokes" my favorite. try and explain it away. i'll love a murderer as well as the next man.

The title is fantastic. I think I'll steal it. the poem itself I'm disappointed to say is cliche and predictable.

This is more resigned than your poems usually are, not that this is a bad thing. Acceptance, I think, is what you're talking about here, the hopelessness of hope.

"but I always betray myself....." is novel and good, leaving fingerprints is also a good image. The rest is boring. A conversation heard at the back of the bus.

I'm grinning like a demon despite the mental image. clever.

Humanity hasn't sunk this low, it's simply always been this low and never risen higher.

This has a simplicity that is very effective. By the way, there used to be a little known indie / britpop band called God's Boyfriend. Did they inspire you in your nomenclature?

the end makes me think of a cut-out picture shrine with incense and candles.

It's funny at least. Sorry kitty, you don't write well enough to do too much for me. on the other hand, if anonymous online diddling with the morbidly obese Everquest player described by Dark Angel is what puts a smile on your face, who am I to judge?

I think you should cut the last four lines - 'wrote' just isn't grammatical here and spoils the verse, although you need it for your rhyme - and anyway, the first stanza is really strong on its own.

swell. biting.

There is only one mark you can give this

oh dear

Hmmm

This is a great updating, and very funny. Well done.