One Whose Devilish Heart Comes From the Fridge
One Whose Devilish Heart Comes From The Fridge
Why did I write, " I do truly love her"
Carve love lost hope into innocent bark
She that had called me a surly cur
An insult that left a deep hidden mark.
What folly, a black curse that never ends.
O the sheer agony of, "lets' be friends".
This love-storm, its endless revolutions
Far worse than a tempest and a hanging
From dark depths of mankind's evolution
The hard invisible blows still clanging.
What folly, a black curse that never ends.
O the sheer agony of, "lets' be friends".
Insanity- to love so futilely
Live in past dreams - under a falling bridge
Follow along, so damn dutifully
One whose devilish heart comes from the fridge.
What folly, a black curse that never ends.
O the sheer agony of, "lets' be friends".
R.J. Lindley, Feb 2nd, 1973
Rhyme
( From within the frozen and heartless Void )
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2021
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