This is my newest writing, 11/30/13.
Sonnet III
“A Vested Reproval”
Board me up, and blame me for your destitution.
Rob me blind. Bind me upon thy imbecilic stave.
Claim my life in hopes of inconsonant restitution.
Give my capital. Empty the cache I refractorily gave.
Tear me down, and hold to your complacent truth
Of which you pose your self-sustained accusations.
Pour the pitch -- indicative to your dearth of ruth.
Burn my body, show your reprobative satisfactions.
Befoul my name, perfidiously execrate my existence.
Debauch the thought; sway the sanctimonious booths.
Beleaguered, my soul shall show indomitable defiance.
Be the dissembler and desiccate my venerated blooth.
Spread the ashes of my constitution upon your execrable lie,
And I shall compose your consummate vexation until you die.
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