We played Hearts all day

and at night we drank and toyed  

with each other's hearts 

The final harvest 

has come and what remains has

been torn by the roots  

A soliloquy 

to solitude was hamstrung 

by the roaring crowds 

A corpse revived by

a party full of fun fueled 

by drinks and dancing 

Rabbit, rabbit, said 

the rambling man as he sat 

on a rock, smiling