The Encyclopedia Sonnetica

I Don’t Believe I Have a Soul

I Don’t Believe I Have a Soul 0 I don’t believe I have a soul.  I salve My heart by contemplating another Wider doctrine.  It teaches that I have A winning hand.  Each soul has a brother Opposing him in color.  Flame kings find Themselves spread out with black...

A Smart Ass

A Smart Ass They throttled me and threw me on the bed, Then peeled my shirt off, yanked away my pants And pulled my Y-fronts past my feet.  No shred Of me was covered when they’d finished.  Chants Began at once.  “RED BELLY!” shouted all The boys,...

New Use for a Hive Tool

New Use for a Hive Tool I cannot recommend an afternoon In bee yards— sun, sweat, stink of carbolic Fumes, not to mention hotness of harpoon Stings, each delivering vitriolic Intensity of hatred, or the stench Of pine needles infilthtrating the air. And then . . . the...