Darling,

Now that you’re Dead they
have their way
with y/our name! so earnestly cor(rupt/rect)
with Words are they

(unfaithful revisionist historians 

peek inside
“(y)our” books that are out now.)

All of that fool
ishness? Tolerable while you live(d),
now heaven knows Its Time

up
grow
& be proper. They say they
love y/our work

(but men do lie about love)

andthemonster is so tired of
your Stupid Names and now p
ity them we should, so busy and
unkind.

(just conform and we 

won’t speak of it again.
it never happened.)

Some
might say you were made of

(what never happened?
exactly!)

Some
pseudonym you are
no longer (all)owed:

(and as if you haven’t already guessed)

my e.e.everything