Poison Kat Cookies

Begging for What is Left

What is left to me

Is the question of when will you return

Will you ever?

Bring the sunflower back to my garden

Lay with me?

As the meteor shower grants us wishes

Our witness is the night sky

Is there any possibility of you

Mustering the leftover affection

From your heart

This might be silly to ask

Will you say the words 'I love you' again?

For I selfishly don’t want this to die

The greed of not wanting to let you leave

Is occupying my mind

Every single time

Will you tell me?

When you come back

Will it be for the love or your goodbye

You Placed My Glasses on the Nightstand

You forgot where you put my glasses

After the hours of mischief

Playing robbers and cops, the kisses

Will never let you go, my lifeline

We blame the goldfish, swimming

In the fishbowl silently waiting, scheming

Made you forget where the glasses are

Your version of me sadly deteriorated

In the depth of its fishbowl territory

Our arguments echo through the hall

In its tiny stone castle’s cold floor

Your stolen memories laid bare as a bone

In your bed, we’re trying to dig up

Important memories you must’ve misplaced

In your stay to the dreamscape

This could be romantic, if and only if–

I can pull you out of this situation

You’d be warming my hands, supposedly

But wiping tears on your face, regrettably

You are like, I love– who?

You don’t know what I am crying for

Forgot why you’ve loved me before

Desperation weighs more than my beliefs

Let my tears be the offering to the gods

You’ve become like an air bubble

Empty of recognition, I am now a stranger

It’s fine if my glasses stay missing

If the condition is, you are found

Your Prayers for Me

You go to church every lord's day

How can you pray while my nakedness
Rewinds in your foul mind
You kneel before your god
When you make me kneel before you a lot

When the blessed birds sing
I hope you hear my pleads for mercy
How will you escape your sins?
As the church bells ring

May you feel the weight of my hands
As I slap you on your chest and arms

Through you, and you, my blood shed on thy sheets

What will you do to make the most out of this?

To make the punishment worth getting
As you ask for forgiveness
Include me in your novenas
For I also need saving from the devil

I’ve created in the image of you.

Blue Skin

You screamed at me

Longing for something blue

So I drank—

Colloidal silver for you

Finally, I can be

Your favorite too

Be what you’re seeking for

The prize is your heart

I may not make it out alive

Notice what

You’ve pushed me to do

To be deemed

Deserving of you

The Other Side of the Story

Someone needs to man up

Be truthful as he wasn't

Years ago the lies he made
To conceal the holes

Escaped the consequences
Like a man he is

You don't need my apology
nor I need yours

Just to set facts straight
That differ from mine to yours

I regret my rashness
But why keep a liar?

He is a cheater in the making
Shouldn't you be asking?

Rather than dragging a girl down
Blaming me for his fallout

— May his dishonesty bite him on the ass someday