Vociferous stranger, vacant
you swoon
Dispersing anathemas
with each step
Whence meters find
their distant promenade
Benumbed sentry
traipsing beneath grey moons
With the countenance of
dark secrets kept
As rays lower upon
your unmarked grave
The furtive glance
secretes visions of ruin
As spindrifts thrash
forth their echoic stet
Forever haunting the
taciturn stave
Hunger asphyxiates the
sated tune
While the parched
arrhythmia slowly wept
For the heart knows
what the enemy craves
The boy shook, as the
thirsting neon crept
Whereas a mother’s
love, prayed while he slept
