I confess to writing this disgusting villanelle for Lockdown
Photo by Mike Flemming,Copyright 2020
The art of dying’s very hard to master
You only get one go, you have bad taste
Kick the cat and she will only scratch you
Go out of lockdown with a tasty ass,where?
You may get an STD, go haste
The art of dying…. who taught Sylvia Plath there?
If you married ask your love to crush you
Get a ton of bricks dropped on your waist
Kick the cat and she will only scratch you
Go to Beachy Head, hire folk to push you
Take some matches go out in a blaze
The art of dying hair is hard to master
Wear a label ,ask the sick to touch you
Anger all of Sussex with your haze
Kiss the cat and she will rarely scratch you
You’re near the end, but still have many days
Don’t leave here until you cause disgrace
The art of dying well, does God now thank you?
Kiss my hand and I will come to love you
