song of the beast

The sound of a clock
a distant knock
distracted me again,
the sweetest smell
a highland's fell
silenced the noisy lane

Beginning to doubt
what I seek without
In the blackness of the night,
no human soul
could hear at all
the song of the beast inside

Affections galore
friendships even more
while love has been sterile,
playing game of dart
with a beating heart
for its been quite a while