Ah, Life! Sonnet Ii
Ah, Life!
II
Life’s sharpest sunrays pierced the sky each morn,
bright talons tear away my empty calm
and my dilated eyes resent the thorns
applied by cheer of golden, cayenne palms.
I wish the night would rise and still prevail
provide asylum for me in the dark
upon this bed of hopeless, dead entrails
amidst the rot of useless, meatless parts.
Let maggots make a meal of desperate pain
and mortal leeches sip while blood is warm.
My limbs are limpid and my will near drained
as your effusive feeders flock in swarms.
Ah, Life, I never loved you from the start
and yet you stalk my heavy, haunted heart!
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2007
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