Revised sonnet #1449
The suicides saturated daily news
The gallery a sample set of strait
I pressed a palm on each I measured fate
I didnt draw the vibe that born to lose
I wonder whether worms align excuse
If melancholics merely emulate
The stoop or slouch or slink the shuffling gait
If sugar pills depress in overuse
If sad alls square 2d thats literal
Ill lull the eyes Ill quit the sun as star
Ill roll the eyes Ill fix on near and far
If glad alls whole 3d thats bent as ball
To do a deed or dream it arent the same
That parasite inserts itself if lame
Chorus same alike equal