twill coat, black hair

Twill coat, black hair.

You are not my friend.

He has long since dead.

 

Years before, divorced,

left his wife,

left his child,

left his friend.

 

no, you momentary passerby,

you are not him,

you did not make his mistake.

 

meet my gaze d****t,

see my eyes,

see them red,

see them burn.

 

put away that disquise.

do not tempt me,

i'll bury you.