outside of the laughing lights of the town
a man in the weirdness wildly bends down
a beast with the glint of glory in eye
tortured and spurned yet unwilling to die
cast into the night with only a knife
unready to safeguard his fragile young life
he dips his blade in the lifeblood divine
and with magic force encloses his line
the circle obdurately shelters his spine
yet in it his eyes can no longer shine
he feeds on feces, self-deceit his crown,
outside of the laughing lights of the town
© G.Cassel 2004