By: Hunter Christian
Taker of heartbreak measured
The dormancy of malevolence coerced
Unplowed field that lay fallow
The verbiage coarse and terse
The sermon delivered perilously
From the remnants of the shallow
As the crestfallen forlorn maker man
Dangled wriggling from the town gallows
Maker of promiscuous carnal knowledge
The intimacy of benevolence lured
Phallic men file onward paying hallage
Thrice years forgotten, rotten, and uncured
The seamstress’s wares hung precariously
From her wretched body gauntly sallow
As the crestfallen forlorn maker man
Tangled his angst within she listlessly dallow
Woebegone lay the wretched upon the screw
Tightened down the crackling bones cracked
Guffawed lyrics rise high above the pews
Incensed burned velvety ambiance of lilac
Parishioners’ transient faith bade adieu
Ritual denouement wafting scents of stacte
Bloodbath be a killer with crimson imbued
Smile on crestfallen forlorn maker man
Reset does he the perpetual hourglass
Time passages fallen in spirited sands
Beset by mortal coil drowning en masse
Die on crestfallen forlorn maker man
Regret bequeathed unto lesser offspring
The Crestfallen Forlorn Maker Man
Surveyor of the Jewish Ghettoes
Blue-eyed reaper’s scythe cleared the meadows
Harvest did he the gold of the dead
Upon hallowed ground his boots did tread
Upon deep slumber into the witching hour
Lay his blonde head;
in peace, guilt ridden naught, nor draped in dread
No dread