Guttersnipe - Besieged

The absence of your aspiration

Finds my blighted situation

Bleeding, grieving

Self-reproaching

Through

Narrow bars, a hand outreaching

A brilliant flame at the witching

Hour

A familiar name, wooden

Visage, cadaverous gaze

Abandoned guttersnipe?

Expose the

Vile, exhume the passed, an

Unmeditated affidavit

This is

Your call, will you bring me

Along?

Turning your back to the

Fear in my eye, we’re going

Nowhere

One heartfelt

Conversation brought me liberation

And release from bleeding

Grieving, self-reproaching

Bemusing cage, a lock now broken