You say you love yet  mail  me such harsh  words
You say you care yet shoot me down to  die
As if you are a despot always heard
While in black silence. I in pain must lie.

You say  you would embrace me with your love
But   could I in your presence ever rest?
I must be prostrate and you above
I must be  the lowest, you the best
.

You never ask what I may want or need
Am I not human,   have I not a soul?
I must offer  help when your skin  bleeds
Mine might  peel away and leave me cold

Oh,foolish woman,I believed you true !
I  am no judge of men, I’ll stick to glue

How like a prison is a cubicle
Where office workers type out bills and forms
How I prefer to mend my bicycle
Or lie with a sweet man among  ripe corn

Oh, why did we not stay as chimpanzees
With no house , no tax or rent to pay
Even  might I envy a striped bee
That gathers nector as it gently  plays.

 

We would not need to study etiquette
Nor washing up ,clean worktops or new  clothes
We would not even know an alphabet
As in the  hot sunshine we  would all doze

I escape traps by fantasy and mirth
That’s my  sonnet, estimate my worth