I lied to you it was done purposely expressions void of love I fell hard for you now forever silenced when I look at your shrunken head don’t worry you’re in good company as the 13 captured pumpkin
I’m reminded of the ache that came with a request to listen always met with swarms of crickets laughable, respond immediately (insert maniacal laughter)
Your perfect dark green optics in a jar on my desk facing the window toward the East where you can look out at a world which doesn’t remember you unlike the pounds chop and chump in my freezer
I truly hope you are as tasty as the others
Doomed soul forever vanquished in the darkness stitched eyes and lips