poem thing

albina, your hair wades in the wind akin to reeds of grass your presence makes me happy we lean to kiss as i grasp your chin albina, my love for you is infinite your tricky beauty: mysterious, admirable; the cosmos the one constant i know in this world, my infatuation for you is definite those were the thoughts of my youth lost in time, faded like old yew next week we are getting a divorce her face, long, sad, like a horse time has passed since then, it healed like a clinic i saw you outside of my house, your eyes black, tired: similar to a raccoon i know you missed me. it was obvious, visible the only thing i missed was the spinwash gawk cruscible you seem jealous, the nurse i met on tinder loves me like no other your love for me was limited something i knew, discovered, when you kissed my brother soon, my restraining order will state you as prohibited i was foolish to think that a sheet of paper would keep you away keeping you off is difficult like finding a needle in hay i woke up, the sunrays beaming through the window yawning, smiling, albina was dead to me like a widow i creak downstairs, eager to greet my wife but sadly, the only thing greeting her was a knife you were arrested for attempted murder my wife's screams, if only i heard her it's been years, i miss her so much my visits to her gravestone is my emotional crutch i'm slowly going mad, my rage proprtionate to tony hawk's rad i've decided to bring her back in order to revive my beloved nurse, my thoughts slow yet clear like hearse i will use satan, a red star to reinvigorate your corpse but sadly, someone's role has not yet ended albina's return has now ascended she attempts to end me, take my life but i accept, soothing my strife i've died to the blade of my previous lover my story, my grief, like no other the nurse, my wife: heaven i, robin: hell