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Sonnet 11

'Twas not a night I have not thought of death
Coming to me in seconds of my sleep
With hands of skull and bone to touch my breath
And take it from the lungs thy body keep

Wherefore shall I travel upon thy touch
Eternal sleepless nights above or low?
To take away the lust of air is such
A path I am in fear to cross and go

In fear I fumble words that will not speak
Weak of disease, alone and old in age
Thy faith is frail and will more even weak
This soul inside has yet not freed its cage

The nightmare is knowing that death is near
And stencils of the pain that's drawn from fear

Copyright © Johnny Sumler

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  1. Date: 7/28/2011 8:39:00 PM
    You are really good with sonnets, enjoyed this creepy write.

  1. Date: 6/19/2011 10:34:00 AM
    Have been enjoying your work. This is a very moving and touching piece. Love the line 'This soul inside has yet not freed its cage'. Best wishes Em :)