Body of This Death/The Frightened Man
THE FRIGHTENED MAN
In fear of the rich mouth
I kissed the thin,—
Even that was a trap
To snare me in.
Even she, so long
The frail, the scentless,
Is become strong
And proves relentless.
O, forget her praise,
And how I sought her
Through a hazardous maze
By shafted water.