Thursday, November 30, 2017

PERCHANCE



A begger am I
In drudgery, that I hump 
your days and nights

in utter vagrancy 
I troll myself dark and ugly
cave by cave

Destitute, 
I feed my broken heart 
with a lust of your invisibility 

Why distance me 
In your higher abode 
A saviour to my heart 

O kindred spirit
of my flesh and blood 
take perchance to meet me somewhere

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