"Associative Looseness"

Quickly hide from the treacherous hound
Of a man who howls looking for its next prey
Abandon stance of hope for the futility of action
Run like a sprinter for salvation.

Kept within the hollows of those wretched souls
He slumbers feeding in every thought
Of desire, misery, dejected love and desolation
That makes yearning for eternal isolation.

Tears flowing through cheeks of red
Gasping between life and death
Nourishes his repugnant existence
Enlarging this bastard by inches!

Dare not a thought of him remain
In your heart and in your brain
There will never be a thing regain
If fallen with this bastard again!