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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 36. damning apathy
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Sonnet No. 71
Crystalline is your cruelty because,
For my one slip of tongue, you lash out with
A thousand stripes more than hatred does,
And a malice meted plain and therewith.
My error was never intended to hurt –
Though it did – but yours was aimed for my soul.
Did I warrant that level of desert,
Just 'cause I lost one moment of control?
I do not understand that much anger,
For it must have been seeded very deep
To vitriol-flash as it might occur,
And every abuse upon me heap.
But a man can stand up, and take it all –
If Love stands beside him, he will not fall.
Sonnet No. 72
Through the void we're told to believe as God,
Is there any apathy as damning
As the way you've run me over roughshod,
Or any faith cracked that's more alarming?
Trying to come to grips, I wash my face,
And the gritty burn feels like some relief
For my head roiling like a basket case,
Struggles to grip onto a new belief.
In the emptiness we're taught that's holy
My eyes lift up, and water cascades down,
But what to see except purgatory,
When every encouragement is a frown?
There's no way to end this feeling except,
Seeing it through the tears that I have wept.
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