The Clock Eyed Skull
Has turn to air
An invisible avatar
No longer there
Perhaps he passed
Deep in the night
Leaving his eulogy
Left to right

And all we read
Are lost spirit words
Burning in his
Just deserves
For spreading lust
Upon his page
Sharing with us
His passive
Aggressive rage
Unfortunately
It was merely a
Temporary stage

Eternally
Leading us in laughter
RIP
You ***** *******!!



(It rhymed)