For What Was Your Gift For, Me

(Nc USA)

Years ago I sudden Changed
A younger man But Singed by Silly Love's Flames
My Olde friends thought this aimless, mere insane.

now , heh, the years tic by and The places i loved
to haunt are corpsie massed faux stone and
pipes of electic metal and vein.

May the Lourde forgive my Substitute for
your softer Flesh Sweet M. but I gloat
My hunger on Wine and dusty Bread writhing in my Pane.

I see the Days grow shorter and the nighly Longing
groan. but for Us it was just a Moment
A joke on Crumbling, Graven Stone.


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