In nomine Bachus

Jwan Trottel

And when the day comes

and my bones shall find their

well earned rest

don't come here to mourn

but to celebrate

the end

of all what's filth

and cold

and angst.

 

No tear shall drop

no sigh

no black clothes

just cherish

and laugh

and celebration

 

For I

have sat

in enough shit

and tears

and blood from self inflicted pain

with no joy

no glory

no lover's thigh to brush

no pride

nothing to be remembered for…

nothing.

But

my lust for wine

and my love

for the only god

that ever listened

that ever cared

For today

my friends

be happy

In nomine Bachus!

  • Author: Jwan Trottel (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 25th, 2024 20:18
  • Category: Unclassified
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