Archaic Words & Arcane Rhymes

For new poem

You light a cigarette
Smoke shrouds you like future lovers
Wars will be fought for your pink mouth

I walk brisk
Lose coins in my pocket make poems
Archaic words and arcane rhymes

My words have teeth
No love bites
They are designed to take control of your body

Your love is an altar
Where souls are butchered as offerings
For the price of your rudimentary gloom

Too old to be your nice guy
Too old to give a fuck
I’m just here to witness it all

Photograph sourced from https://gdblogs.shu.ac.uk

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