“Lay My Bed In Hell” (sonnet)
By Matthew Knaub SG @Siko
Upon my death, ...vacation’s hellish reign:
arch angel infidel... his coital shame.
Sick ...will his bones imprint impression’d stain?
remember me sweet nymph I’d do the same!
These twisted games to play; eternity
...and visit you knot hours of knot weeks
...ceased hero shit; ...hell hung, I felt nasty!
Star child looked ‘...sick...’ who’d know’ what else’ she’d seek?
Stretch ritualistic lines... she’d say “hmmm.”
Who is this boy who’d want to beat my drum?
It’s where your from ...and lord inside your eyes,
‘eyes speak to me ...your favor would be prized.
If I know how’d to please you, ...that I’d do!
Your judgment looks as mercy that I knew. 🐊🥰🦇