Odd Cat.

Obsession.
And I'm sick of it
And you hate my
you love my
obsession.

And you asked for it
warned over against
now you have it,
this sickness
obsession.

And you cry a young
and you keep tight this fleeting
the solace
of earthly
obsession.

And I hate what you make
of this visible blood
and I need it
this vile
Obsession.