Revised sonnet #1647
Ive conquered love I dont just covet might
The triumphant moment sinks in weighs a ton
It maddens monumental pyrrhic won
I dont ask round I bet you shes all right
Half formed gut parasites fed free of sight
And moths giant dollied down off brown and dun
And radiant plankton spurred on set of sun
And pissing panthers cornering each night
The titans whose huge hearts weak dash at dwarves
And beggars whose swag sags and swells split parts
And ship girls whose hose laddered waddles wharves
And natives whose pouts pepper poison darts
I wake in nervous sweat and sitting rise
I hail high heaven that dire dreams die lies
Chorus rise ascend mount