Revised sonnet #1583
I dreamt how Mars and Venus nicely met
Off ceiling strung exciting massive stones
Of magnetite tried magnetising yet
The plate steel statues polarised jumped bones
The wizard waved his wand at switches set
A granite gate ground open on their groans
Then sparks skipped from his amber amulet
We walked away on cresting clicks and moans
Then masked men wielding scalpels delved divine
They cut at lungs in my invaded chest
I caught their kirlian aura ringed and fine
In livor mortis coroners inquest
I came to lying in rows of ripened wheat
I mulled the worrisome times false forfeit
Chorus wheat weit weizen