THE DARK LOVER
Night and day i search for him, day and night
I walk the streets asking beggars that i meet
"have you see him? have you seen my lover?
his face as pale as snow his eyes the abyss
painters paint him with a scythe and bony finger
not knowing he is a lightbringer
What is this place but the pit of hell?
under our feet where worms feast
on a dinner of our newly dead meat
is the soil where things grow best on a diet of corrupting flesh
around us deceptive beauty of nature forsooth
but as was said "red in claw and tooth"
the ocean with lacy edges
hiding the bones of many poor wretches
above every maternity ward the sign should be placed:
"abandon hope all ye who enter here"
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