All is well that ends
Deeply in the bucket
Of respects paid
By that glowing coin
You threw into the bottom
Of what comes after ends
Wish you were there
Carved in the face
Of the coin you threw
Up in the agony
Of falling into
The bucket I pulled up
From the cloud
Of dark thoughts
Your famine
That was why
I bit you
Farewell
With a kiss on your
Lips of wisdom tell me not to
