Woeful Wanton Wisher

On the dieting days of Dionysus

Of possessed potions and pills

Succumbed to sightless sanity

And fleeting fairy feels

A woeful bird of witless wanton wishes

.

Sick soul on market streets

Sold and emptied by dead decaying dumb drums

Hate filled devoid of help on heaps

Prolonging pitiful prospects, passed around pleaser

Stands a woeful bird of witless wanton wishes

.

Devoid and disavowed, on doubtful dreams

Peace and purpose now past pleading pansy parlors

Laying and forgotten, laughing and listed

Vanity filled wishful thinker of tender tribute

A woeful bird of witless wanton wishes

.

Now a laughable lampoon

Unable to have seen the sound safety

Built on earnest eyes and ears

Now but become a rotten relic of reeking remorse

Sunflower seed sprout to fleeing fancy

.

Possessed, from providers of pills and potions

Woeful bird of witless wanton wishes…

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