My heart is mutilated by relentless slaughter
And my eyes…
Clouded by the constant tide of ocean water

My body is shattered by chronic sadness
And my mind…
Haunted by the ghost of your eternal absence

Quoth the grey lover

Like a murder of crows
You peck—you maim
Like a skulk of foxes
You rob—you put me in hateful shame

Through the good and bad…
From worship to disdain
‘Til death do us part…
What happened to our merciless reign?

Quoth the old duffer