Famous Sonnet #2

Have you informed all your serpentine friends
No longer are these sonnets about you
But to you? A change in poetic ends.
Why do you read them? Nothing else to do?
If my sonnets and I are repulsive
Don't read us - this blog is no consequence
To the world. Writing them is compulsive
For me, therapeutic, and their essence
Is fantasy. You are not who I loved -
He does not exist - imagination
Got me again. But it cannot be shoved
Aside - must leech it out of my system.
In truth you're but the consort of witches
And imbecilic interfaith bitches.