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