A Hangman’s Noose

A hangman’s noose Unloosed the vastness of your soul – Of lust and laughter we would, In depravity, have pulled off, Lest we be mistaken heartless, Deaf to the yearning that throbs beneath, There where shadows groan And a stiffened mass rams down Walls upon walls of illusions

I feel an aching need To resurrect a ghost of ages past, Possess that which was buried In the bosom of your raging jungle: Pining for passions known Whilst a subject of someone else’s throne.