a study toward sonnet #142 by FisherKingKQJ
in D flat
The drops of a waterclock are sublime,
Yesterday, today and tomorrow all collude
In eccentric ripples of phoney time,
By crystal ticks escape cogwheels are screwed.
I've laboured to bring your similitude
To verse, your epidermal ticks poly,
Your white gold immortal, half carat rude,
I strike clean rather than free and jolly.
The henna and saline implants you dolly
The pilates, the diet teas and collagen
Are heroic in their germinal folly;
The golden people have business acumen.
I love you in all directions outside time,
Your worked ingot, your fifty word chime.
{3D interactive chorus in E flat:}
Your worked ingot, your fifty word chime.
Your worked ingot, your fifty word ring.
Your worked ingot, your fifty word tinkle.