Empty Quest

An epicurean of love
Slammed the distance
With a surly thump
Yearning a call, without
A care in the world

Wriggling in flipping pain
He cried,
An oven of smoke,
Dousing;
Amber of his love

While the ribbon of life
Was thinning his length
Grating, shred after shreds;
The remnant nipped
His brisk breath

Journeyman, a passerby
Intoned a song
Gabbing a lousy laugh
And tore free, outlining
An empty quest

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