Revised sonnet #1666
They flagged her frail she was in health arrears
They packed in memories as monument
Through black hole her big bag of water went
Expanding wedge and bifurcating shears
Fused fibre metre wide lies stretched on gears
And racks tectonic plates are freed and pent
To buffer quell and quickly circumvent
A quake is caught in fibre nets nought nears
The world Ive since emerged in still a ball
Inside out back to front lands seas and lakes
The hub at molten core of overhaul
A hallowed hole of darkness dampened quakes
She was alive and well the illness sussed
They were immortal folk and werent too fussed
Chorus sussed diagnosed figured