Broken necks never
Bore bad news because
Boris needed breaks

People understand politely

He had a home
And he hated
Apathetic humans

Growing up grew ugly
(Unemployment)

Agoraphobic sentiments
Aggregating; swirling astutely

Beating his heavy
Brain belligerently,
Breaking him

Timid thoughts turned
Torrid and acutely they
Accumulated all around

Simple sweet Suze
Singing softly,
She serenades

Frowns flipping 'round
Rotating ferociously;
Foolishly romantic

Love leaves, mostly;
Moreso lonely

He understands how

The scoundrel stops,
Thinks slowly,
Sits there sullen

Suze still sings