Mid this commemoration,
Of annihilation
Of inclinations
And pursuits,
My soul revels
In these fervent goodbyes.
The stiff and the spiritless,
Scream my name.
They exult and glorify
This celebration.
Agony,
Candid in it’s certainty,
Leaves always,
To re-appear
And these sorrows,
Admit themselves,
Never to leave.