a study toward sonnet #1,303 by FisherKingKQJ
The girl whom I so loved now loomed so near,
I could see tough words tremble in her throat,
And commas caught along her lip phlegm coat,
My fiery version of love fanned her fear.
To heaven's alchemy I'd tight adhere,
Gold crumbled, others could tote rolled gold bloat,
I'd kneel before her, dozily plain dote,
Buffed looks not for me, nor alloyed, bluffed leer.
Said rationale was famine reaped by war,
And her eucharist the rationed symbol;
Said coins recoined were shells filed down gun bore,
And her faith imprinted rag of fimble.
Always gobsmacked by heroes, their ghost limbs,
I stormed off, bulked up lovely in her whims.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 limbs
o $10,000,000 branches
o $10,000,000 posts
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