Hemlock Taken

Hemlock Taken Hemlock Taken Socrates in Prison making mention of the time passing “the time is passing” eye am Socrates The maid forgot to clean my cell again the kitchen sent the hard old rolls again and the water bowl is fetid eye can not wet my weinersnitzel properly the boy is never with me now the boy is absent from me the boy is not so close beside me eye miss the sex with boy “the time is passing” eye am Socrates in prison making mention of the shadow on the farther wall it seems to be an ANGEL three feet tall the shadow on the nearer wall is only me Eye miss the homosexual sex the things he does to make me bleed eye miss the way he wants to kiss the places and the parts of me “time is passing” eye am Socrates in prison the rags they gave me to use for clothing have long since worried themselves to loathing they can not be worn to any ball or dance party now “the time is passing” eye am Socrates in prison The food is leering the wine is made of lead Bring me the hemlock Socrates is dead.