My emotions, divine fire
Burning passion and desire
Equanimity had spawn
And the senses—they are gone

Silver tongue and happy wishes
Tasty meals of meat and fishies
Gone like candle in the wind
And to rules I must now bind

It’s not bad, I guess. It’s life
Pulling out a crude knife
Cutting out all my craving
Leaving me on bloody paving

On inside now I am hollow
There’s no love and there’s no sorrow
There’s no memory of past
And dead wolfy bites the dust

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