know you were lonely
You loved beyond the realms of love only to sacrifice yourself to be met with impending horror frustration, guilt, and most of all horrible sorrow
A heart so tainted with such grievance you faced the site of your beloveds crimson mask of the red death
You dearly departed from romance companionship became an impossible dread
I'm sorry your life had been cursed by suffering as the spirit of the walk8ng dead
Without a head or lying in bed silver laced tears lined your lashes
You took the fear of absolute horror
And turned it into fashion
The grim reaps appeal
You weren't afraid to feel what others feel
You bled your secrets and expressed your sorrow and gave death a different appeal
Ypu acknowledge your nightmare until they realized your torment was not that of fiction but more so the all to real
Thank you Edgar I personally as a fellow man poet and friend I love you maybe soon I personally will proudly with honor tale on the role of new Poe toaster 🙏

© Christopher j. Jarman