Monday, April 5, 2010

Digging a Poets Grave

although he loved her
passionately
although
he has deleted her
from
his fucked
consciousness
although
she put a leash
on the best of him
he was not her slave
her feathery touch
her sweaty muskiness
for her being he craved
but all good things
come to an end
his memories
for another
more heavenly
endowed man
from her heart
she razed
he died
broken hearted
with a few sheafs
of unread poems
he is being
buried on the streets
his grave
god be praised
he will soon
be in the arms
of nubile virgins
a cosmic poet
on the chase
barefeet
although
dogfaced
a testicular
tragedy
he could
not face
lancy
her new lover
won the race
by gods grace

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