The appeal of life without it's zest,
he could not live it second best.
Marriage courted him yet in vain,
his vision lost in sodden tears of pain.
~~~~~
In no one place could he feel at home,
traveling afar searching warmth unknown.
Just what was lacked ,just wasn't found,
deep roots unplanted in Terra Firma's ground.
Heroism's triumph of war was no release,
though some was gained in written piece.
Literary accolades fell short in easing pain,
finding solace in bottle's dried and drained.
~~~~~
This sad man aged in languishing years,
seeking refuge in lowly bar room's jeers.
Taking comfort in Caribbean palm's sway,
befriending cats three toed he faded away.
~~~~~
This face I adore holds such fantastic stories,
I wish him peace from his manic monsters gory.
If only I could of known this literary shooting star,
before his pain drove him away so very far.
~~~Suseann~~~
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