November Pain

November Pain

The love I carried with me,
like a chain around my heart,
Sustained me every waking hour,
when we had to be apart.

You were the one I wanted,
a dream of mine come true,
I gave my love undaunted,
and it grew, and grew and grew.

The scents of our frenzied moments,
your love juices on my hands,
Now cause my brain to foment,
as the hourglass loses its sand.

I caught you with a stranger,
entwined in impassioned sex,
Too late you sensed the danger,
as I drew the blade across your neck,

The squirting gout of your hot slick life,
splashed the walls with red,
I licked your essence from the knife,
and watched your eyes til you were dead.

Your illicit love also paid the price,
though he pleaded, with lips a'pucker,
He survived the minor slice and dice,
But, then I castrated the sorry fucker.

The hours now, I cannot fill,
love's washed away in the freezing rain,
That which once was April's thrill,
is now November's pain.

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