Hemlocked Heart

Bone to bone
Red dice get thrown
Come, little lost one
Behold cartilage throne 

Known to unknown
Gutted drifters roam
Nerves never welcome
A true gambler’s clone

Crown to crone
Dark frizzled tone
Knots a unkept gown
Mourning glow moans

Loan to own
Weeping wheels turn
Down bartered lanes 
Holding conformities