Neck and Rope

Eyes.
Ears.
Nose.
Who knows?
Eyes see what
the ears tell.
I see what the years tell.
Nose feels what
the eyes tell.
Noose heals not
the mind's knell.

The white executioner
is crying beneath
the round table of
time's hell.

Who will tighten the noose?
Strike the bell.
Wake up the vultures
and tell
how
a blind convict
turned into a carcass,
drank up the well,
and fell into the hands of
a loving rival....