Love Life, Hate Kittens

Take today and promise me tomorrow

Take your shirt, your cologne, and the box of memories

funny how little we can amount to

I’ll burn and blow ashes

Charred, broken, irreplaceable

to the left, to the left, it spills into your Corona

Garnished with a lime

Making the emptiness burn

The stranger takes the drink and swallows

Swallow my pain, his love, my lies

his semen that dripped liquid hate down my throat

He knocks that drink back and stares

Taste familiar. Yes?

Taste similar. Yes?

Does it remind you of the broken hearts that you endured?

That every selfish bitch puts you through?

All heartbreak ends the same

Liquid prototypes of the broken hearts in every sad song

You embrace my pain

I’ll fancy yours

Till we break up then make up

and then three times more

Then we can take our ashes and pour

In another unsuspecting stranger’s drink

and on it goes 

again