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Cursed Gallantry

UnbalancedCalm

Mar 15, 2020

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"I do not set my life at a pin’s fee” (I. iv. 71).617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU8Be3MdqhH

Nor dost no other

For if they didst,

One would giveth their shoulder

F’r mine own drop of sorrow.

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Alas, ‘tis false.

Not one person -- be’est cousin

‘R stranger--

Hast shown any care nor value.

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Perhaps ‘tis better to be off

In early matin.

‘Twas a day most quaint

That had been laid to waste

Due to mine poorest of frivolities.

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Perhaps…

Perhaps indeed.

Though I doth not hast a stomach in’t.

The immolation of the self requires

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A gallantry

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That most art not cursed with.

As such a gallantry

Is one eldritch beast

Who cuts and engluts

All in its path

“And prey[s] on garbage” (I. v. 64)

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Such gallantry

Contained in the mind of all

But to unlock its pin-fold

Is to unleash

A fate most nighted.

Any illumination ceased,

Invisible to thine eyes.

A hand to hold

Lost.

Eyeless

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Voiceless

Earless

Senseless.

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Senseless to all but one--

One way out

The way out.

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Alas, I am not cursed with such

A gallantry for

I am “doomed for a certain term to walk the night” (I .v. 15).

The vicissitudes of fortune hast left me

Worse f’r wear.

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Ambivalent to I,

The latchkey to the beast’s dungeon

Remains unfound

“And gins to pale [its] unaffectual fire” (I. v. 97).

And ‘tis not a caterwauling

Yond thee heareth at night.

‘Tis not somebody

Who hast seen the light.

‘Tis more of a postprandial dialogue

That hast runneth into the terrain.

“Burnt and purged away” (I. v. 18).

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Doth the river

Pouring from mine own lips

Ever cease its flow?

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