Booming cough
Lazy eye
Little twitch
Don't know why
Dressed in black
Stands up tall
Now he stands
Against the wall

Hopeless
And yet hopeful
Why?
No reason
Sporadic bursts
Of vitriol
A little touch of poison
In my words
And a little
Bit of heaven
In my hell.

I have no hell, I am a privileged man
But sometimes I feel like I might die.