a study toward sonnet #1,247 by FisherKingKQJ
My love apart fell but one piece a time,
Her true first silver hair awoke in teens,
Benign small tumours niggled her with screens,
She wasted one sad wisdom tooth in prime.
All grief was gradual, her looks yet sublime,
Two breasts, two eyes, two kidneys her odd means;
Black christ knows humour comes from spleens,
Made over bones two decades on no crime.
I taste and smell the nevens on her neck,
I taste and smell the roses on her wrists,
I taste and smell the parsnips on her pec,
I taste and smell the fuchsias on her fists.
My love has chosen bot, not bio, in claim
Of life insurance, her twin I love same.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 claim
o $10,000,000 deed
o $10,000,000 stake
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