2024-06-23

Sun-Pseudo-Sonnet

She prefers the pool while does lapse my mind
Engaged in research of Sir Brother Sun.
Does he wake each dawn indignant or kind?
If the day is dubious, the knight won.

For he does shine and does irradiate
A crow and dog sharing some fentanyl
With a man a hard earned meal served on plate
Stars or shine morality rendered null

As all that gives indifferently destroys.
Swarming gnats want to know if you can hear
Straining echoes of the last dying voice
Or tell their dreams from a castrated leer.

King of the Mountain for a morn still shows
Holes in the heart where all the mercy goes.