Ladies That Kill Kitties

Humor me
Pet my emotions
With cold hands
You're the style
Of forgotten youth
Bad teeth
and daddy issues

Your basement is a dungeon
You torture and kill kitties
You say it's funnest
With little kittens
Yet I still wrap my lips
Around your lips
Your lips
That whisper death
To furry creatures

"Aren't they cute?"
I say, trembeling
"Oh, they are
When I slice them"
You say, with a face
straight as your straight razor
Used to gouge dismember


"I'm going to kill myself
And, babe, I'm taking
Everyone I love with me"
You say, far too warmly
Like it's endearing
(It's kind of Endaring)

Then one day,
Out of the blue
"We're just not a couple
We just aren't
But, Bailey
I think I'm better
I feel happy now
Thanks for being there"
You say, in a cold text
And I was just finally
Getting used to the cry
Of cats about to die
So, I guess lucky me
I found a new hobby.