Hedonist

He rapt his thoughts In a tone of utter solemnity Reverent disgust veiled The icy wasteland of his soul Seized with doubt His emaciated lust- the empty mirage Of his forgotten manhood Countenanced immodesty An extension of natural law Plucked from tender bosom Leaving this prodigal sweetheart ’twixt searing blaze of shameless prurience Here they came in leaps and bounds Clad in flames of destruction To gobble solace paramount Bringing pungent odour of uncouthness This unmarried hermit Took pleasure in worldly jubilation Defied childhood admonition That infamy seeds its own immolation He was not to buttress his memory On whimpers of bleeding hearts Nor on the flooded gutter of spiritualism: Only the endowments of heart… only these.