Here Lies the Man.
_________
Here lies
the Man..
That Sleeping
Shell of Soul.
(or corpse
Eternal.)
Flowers cannot
mask the stench
of this Heart
which ceased.
(nor Birdsong
stifle his Screams.)
_
Days spent in
Drunkenness
served as
Tribute to
his Wasted
Life..
which ended
abruptly in
a bar fight
after three
beers, five
whiskeys
and the thrust
of a Knife.
followed by
the despairing
wails of a black
eyed wife.
(who probably
Loved him out
of Spite.)
_
Here Lies
the Man..
a sad-sack
of bones laid
unfitfully to
Rest in a cheap
wooden chest.
Flowers cannot
mask the Death..
which robbed
him of his Breath.
(and May His
Corpse Die
Eternal.)
j.s.h.
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