Poem: Rorschach Cookies

To two cups of coarsely milled abject failure
Add a like amount of bitter tears.
Add a teaspoon of biting sarcasm
And a dash of nightmarish sweat.
Knead for ten minutes in a state of angst.
Let rise in a room filled with regrets until sullen.
Drop onto a cookie pan greased with anger.
Bake for 20 minutes in the hell of recrimination.
Let cool by a sea of rejection
Serve with black humor.