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(a sonnet with interruptions to be read in three fonts and/or heard in three voices)


Thou that hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, a grateful heart.

                     George Herbert “Gratefulness”


I just wanted to call and let you know that last night…


Give me the heart of a psychopath.

and a mind that doesn’t insist

on doing the hard and cursed´ math

of deleting friends from my list.


‘Tis better to have loved and lost

Than never to have loved at all.

                      Alfred Lord Tennyson “In Memoriam A. H. H.”


The doctors are sending her home. They said there’s no more they can do.


To hell with Tennyson. Just let me weep.

Right now “to have loved” is not better.

Wounds of the heart are wide and deep,

and the taste of absence bitter.


God’s in His heaven—

All’s right with the world!

              Robert Browning “Pippas Song”


There were spots on his lungs.

Oh. How many?

I stopped counting at fifteen.


God does not heaven occupy,

and this world is not all right. 

Browning’s words are a damnable lie.

Each day ends in a night.


“…followed by just two lines to conclude or resolve the poem in a rhyming couplet.”

The Poetry Foundation Glossary of Poetic Terms, “Shakespearean Sonnet”


I don’t know what to say.


Let the resolution be a truth that’s whole.

Sometimes God is good. Sometimes God’s an asshole.

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