The Eulogy of Waren L. K.
by nowhat45
The antithesis of life.
How much have you bothered heaven
just to take my wife.
How well do you know me,
like you know my wife.
Like a date at December twenty three,
In a partial outdated eatery?
With sisigs charred to a crisp
and bottled mountain dews beside a muted tree.
And will you kiss her in the kingdom by the sea?
While I wail out from your great serendipity,
with my skies drooling and watering upon me.
So please, when I sleep tonight…my friend,
will you give her my notice and my worldy clarity?