Stefanie Fontker


Trickster - Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Oh! Woe! Woe is me
Do my tears run
As fast as you'd like?
The grapevine
Has never rotted so
Rumours of passion
And tales of evil
Abominations roam
Do we not? Catch me
If your intelligence
Permits such an act
I'm baffled! Shocked!
Against love...?
Your position sickens
More so than my presence
Could do to your lambs
Oh, Shepard!
Does your God love you?
Do your 'morals'
Keep you warm at night?
I'd bet my sanity
Against this statement
However much it's worth
Smile and think-
You've broken my heart
I'll cry in despair
Just for your eyes
My exterior, not inferior
Never shall you see inside


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 14, 2011


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