That feeling, when something just rubs you the wrong way.
As I read a book,
That I had been for a while,
On attachment theory, and related research.
What can I say,
But chapter six,
Feels as though it is Driiiiping with disdain for the other contributors.
And, I started to notice a bubble of hyper atoms,
Hollow in the center.
And I felt a slight urge to throw something,
But, the author of chapter six was not WRONG in what he said.
And those conflicting parts are the hardest
Needless spite poisons the information.
And, thus my friction