Dorian Gray

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Dorian Gray
Wrinkles rot in stewing sin
and stand in drapes of shadow.
He comes in and out again
adorned in Dandy's clothing.
Streets brim with buzzing mouths
at night they brim with evil
and when he leaves his city house
he is his only rival.
He tilts his hat and cocks his cane
and stuffs his button hole
to stay forever youthful
he sold his frigging soul.