by Anonymous

Disheveled and torn
Yet I still adorn thee
As it crept away
I wept away
As it shimmied there
I shrieked, hollered, and whacked
In a moment’s change
I’ve taken a step back
To forever cherish
What now has perished
For what was
Is for never more
So I
The Fool
Am left with nothing
But scent of my putrid stool
Despair settles as opportunity passes
What a life to live
When memories are not lasted

Published anonymously