Putrid feathers & forlorn weather

Dreaming of descent
Falling into the horizon
They never wept the passing
Torn an infected-life
A lonely life
A widowed wife
A blanket of starlight
Covering her naked body
Draining the marrow from bone
So alone

Moon wind wanderer
leeching the love from the wretched past
Vile paranoia paralyzing the pondering
but well-dressed patrons
Lumbering lonely
Livid with a somber distress
window watcher;
bleeding heart in the chest
Desolate drowning
nihilism and scowling
Putrid feathers & forlorn weather
I will never