An Enigma Is Too Much For A Cat To Eat

🪻Pathologically In Love With You

You know what I'd do if you did
Come home bearing a scent besides weed and black tulips
Try to hide anything from me ever again
Fight this fight
Fight me, baby
and I'll claw your fucking eyes out.

What's your credit card number?
Your mother's first name?
No, I don't need that one—I found that when I stalked you online
I know where you live
I know where you went to school
I know your IP, your bookmarks, the cost of a flight to you.
I know you.
I get you like Getsu gets you.
I reported every other girl in your Twitter circle
I have files on all your coworkers.

Maybe I'm just a little obsessive
But ever since you told me you cheated
I keep having the same vision:
Pining you down, knife in hand
While you pine for mercy
Sublime, I carve seven letters into your chest
Beyond superficial scars, bursting your muscle.

And I am smiling.
And you are crying.

But you'd never do it again
You know what I'd do to you if you did
A tracker sewn under your skin
A little more than codependency
No one would suspect the innocent, straight A student
We both know I could get away with it.

You won't get the satisfaction of lashes.
No, I'd just ignore you for a day. That would be worse.
Fight this fight, fight me, and I'll torture you with silence.
Who's that woman staring at you?
The bartender, the handsy physician
Who's that twink handing you quarters? I saw him hold your hand
Therapist, lawyer, doctor, cousin
They all sound like obstacles to me.
Don't worry,
They'd all die quick, hauntless deaths
You'd lay your head on my lap at your best friend's funeral
Tragic, my honeysuckle, a real tragedy.

Maybe I'm just a little possessive
Ever since I realized it was necessary to be
I keep seeing the same future:

Pining your legs apart, saw in my hand
While you pine for me to stop.
Sublime, I am hastless as I go back and forth
Beyond superficial cuts, obliterating your muscle

And my eyes are beaming.
And you are screaming,

But you'd never do it again
You know what I'd do to you if you did
Broken ankles like Yoonbum,
Leashed, tucked away from sanity.
I'd lock you in your quiet closet
Safe from danger
Starve you
Take you out only to rape you.
Bake for you
Work from home so I wouldn't have to leave you
You wouldn't put up a fight with me anymore

I know it's wrong
But that makes it better
That makes me wetter
You'd have nothing to do but think of me.

Maybe, no, I know it's beyond a problem
Ever since I let myself desire again
I keep hallucinating our dream:

Your pining for me pins you in place, pink perfection
Divine, you're marvelous when you whine
It's a shame that you'll have to die.
When the time comes,
Just know I love you, my withered honeysuckle,
Through your delicious, sore muscles down to your brown bone.

No one else can have you
You won't have to suffer any longer
Lover sends to lover to bed
I'll listen to your heartbeat fade away

And you are slowly dying.
And it is terrifying.