H is for Hurry and Help, or get this done quick,
A is for Agony and Aggrieved, too long feeling sick.
N is for No one and Nothing, nothing but numb,
G is for Going and Grave, the game being no longer fun.
M is for Mystery and Morose: 'why did she choose now to go?'
A is for Absence in Another place, where nothing will blow, ... or flow.
N is for New and No longer ... you’ll see her now hollow....

She built her hangman,
so take off your wretched rack,
place her away,
where she’ll hear none of your flack.

I woke this morning … clean of guilt,
my damage no longer mattered.
Time dissolved my failings, wrongs, my hurtful ways―
all at once traversed, shut and shattered.

Failings faded behind heavy doors that blot the past …
Doors I no more long to batter ... or clatter.

I know what I did, this selfish man.

To rise forward from your onerous song,
I must move on,
From far gone tastes, smell and lust,
No longer gained, flittered away and teasing,
my immoral eros-driven errors,
that weighed opaque on my continued meaning.

I must move on …
Hear me now, and know I’ve forgotten,
but in past moments cried,
that I was wrong.

Imagine you imagine, and then imagine me,
watching far above you, and you, hiding in the lee.

Any time I wish, I will take you from above,
you will cower and hiss, though I offer you my love.

But my love is not sweet, and morbidly slow,
but when treacle meets heat, you begin to know.

I mean you no harm, my desire shows you dear,
while your heart grows calm, your body turns from fear.

You twist now exotic, snake to the pray,
because this is my day, and your choice is to stay.

Here between the graves, leaves come and go,
When will I leave, what will I have to show?
There's something here, something I must do,
But this just hurts me now, with or without you.

Help me find the place,
That I need to be,
As I seek this now,
Among the graves, leaves and tree.