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She Waddles into the Night Like the Sun

An Inverse Sonnet

By Patrick M. OhanaPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
She Waddles into the Night Like the Sun
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She waddles into the night like the Sun

The white wine turning blue in her bowel

The Cosmos did not encourage her gun

Neither did she ask for a new vowel

The words, I love you, were already spun

Even the Moon circumvented their might

When lust turns to love, the future is done

Unless circumstances become affright

O Athena! I hoped that love had won

At least within her chest's circumference

I knew from the start, I was not her one

Following the new-age interference

Breathing is not easy with her in mind

One rarely looks for the upcoming find

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Dedicated to Athena.

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About the Creator

Patrick M. Ohana

A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.

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