the haggard nose

the haggard nose
oh how i do dream of thee
on a breezy summers eve
or on the night of the carnival

you came to me first
a package
of silver foil
and red glittering tinsel

i opened thee with the slightest movements
increments with calculated magnitude speed and time
fragments of a complete movement which was altogther the act of opening
revealing and embelleshing you my lovely nose

frank's puppets are not of the highest quality this year
in previous times past his puppets have served to me
powerful tools of indication
recreation, enjoyment

but during lifetimes all is consumed
the haggard nose oh how he devours
time immortal or irreversible
not both nor either the nose is ravenous

endless hunger
it pushes on even after the nose
for those unconsumed
will harness the power of the nose

and take upon themselves the strength and hunger felt once by this nose oh haggard

the crayfish do say so it is the end
of those unendable
of gods and humanity alike

a harsh and brutal winter approaches
and the dark, cold clouds of night draw near
to be lost in this madness is putrid
to be lost in this place is madness
and to be forever wanting, wanting more and more
is putrid like this place of madness