and drank it dry of wealth
I listen to your beautiful song
as you suffer in your health
I threw away your coins
with their heart clinching
blood drenched fists
you were missing the clothing
as you sat there and lonely
I watched you through the window
and you stared at me
greedily
stuttering your need
I couldn’t stay away from you
even the locked door broke
as did your voice
so beautiful-such beauty
so amazed by your design
on which the spirits dine