And so I told her that my words
Resemble ***** bottles.
I told her that no one gets drunk off just the bottle.
It’s the spirit in the bottle that has you toppling over tables of fear,
And stepping in pools of regret.
It’ll have you slurring confessions of love
To people you have to constantly remind yourself to forget.
It’ll have you dumb happy and stupidly sad.
It’s the spirit that drags out the temptation
Of all that you want to do to her.
Of all that you want to be for her.
I mean, if the bottle has no spirit, why the **** is it called *****?
Similarly, if the words have no spirit,
Why the **** are we calling it poetry?
- Kata

I’m just saying
If love had your voice
I wouldn’t mind talking to it.
If love had your lips, I’d undoubtedly kiss them.
If love had your throat,
I’d shove my **** down that ****.
And with a fist full of its hair
Tell it to swallow.

As you gag and choke
You might feel a slight discomfort.
But it is in this moment
That you’ll realise,
That love doesn’t care about your feelings.
And knowing this, you will understand
That knowledge may be power, but that power will make you weak.
Truth is, you’re enjoying every moment of this.
But a truth poorly expressed is a lie.
So **** this **** with a little more passion baby girl.
- kata

Of all the things I hate about people
It’s that when things are bad, we forget that they were ever good.
Our inability to say thank you for ever being.
Blinded by winter, we act like these barren trees
Weren’t once littered with flowers,
And their lush greens didn’t once smell of hope.
I understand that in winter, days move slowly and minutes are forever
But India Arie once sang, that after winter must come spring.
So put a jersey on, boil some water
And don’t lose sight of your humanity.
Of all the things I hate about people
This is the saddest
- Kata

People love with all the good and careless in them,
Yet it all goes bad.
So she told me to love her in the dark.
And truth be told, that's the only way I know how to love her.
But in the dark we're so convinced that the stars in the sky
Are the scars on our skin.
And as your moans tumble to the ground,
I am convinced that there's an ocean in your smile.
****! Timid hope has me believing in a love so pure,
You can wash your hands in it.
- Kata

A cloud is a cloud, and a silver lining
Is a silver lining
Find no meaning in them, find no hope
Because a daisy is only a flower
And the moon, nothing but a rock
Find no magic in them, find no confidence
Sometimes leaves fall only because they can
And beauty lacks poetry
When words have no power, and wisdom becomes
A childish heritage
Find no reason in it, find no fault
It is a bad religion, to believe that everything can be more
Than what it is.
- Kata

Sometimes it’s like trying to hold your words together
While everything about you is falling apart
It’s like the weight of her laughter to lighten the load
It’s drinking until the last drop, only to feel as empty as the bottle
It’s telling the same truth, in as many lies as possible
In these words, there’s something more than everything
But my loneliness wants no part in this
In these words, there’s something less than nothing
This is the darkness that was blessed to us
This is poetry.
- Kata