The Frankenstein Proposal

But life in this garb of death
remains fleeting

And I 
the man so pitiful to be
consumed by dead
this life by ending
destroys my grasp upon it

I starve in savage
the postmortem of my faith
yet humbled not
turn this perfidious belief
against the works of God

By life
in this attire of dead
always the fugitive
shall save me
from the urgency of despair
and so in my defense
make such acquittals of my payments
to allusive debt
has given me some meaning to this breath

Sent by a curse
this golem 
touches neither living
nor a moment
between its dying

I do not believe
I cannot conceive
and by my arrogance
seethes
I cannot accept
this life remains
cloaked in a garb of death

No
I see the end
this fearful flesh
my refusal to pretend
I have no faith
yet humbled not
turn this perfidious belief
against the works of God

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