I said Nasty!

and fled...

now I'm older...

colder... married...

and fair jaded...

sagging of jowl...

bored... and fair

lame with it all...

and sometimes I wonder...

Whatever became of

my friend?

Would he say now he loved me

still?

if he could see my greying head?

... and spreading paunch.

line...

Besides...

I can't understand it

Why at times

in the night with my wife

At moments that don't seem right

At All!

his face appears

before me...

And He Torments Me!

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