[A_Perfect_Sonnet]

No, I Can't Swim Either

I watch the clock go from hour to hour, unwound.
A ballroom floor.
Twenty couples and thirty more.
Oh, a feast tonight!
...how rapidly you dance...
I toasted our cordial host,
And hid how you stabbed my back.
How you took a marble statuette and smashed it to powder,
To relish in the destruction of past relics,
...and their future tendancies...

I can only wish you strength through your endevours.
To sail this galleon in full regalia,
Steadfast at the wheel.
Well "Godspeed good captain," and sever.

You finite voyager, know your limits.
And when I warned you that the chest would sink when you exhaled,
I failed to mention you'd be chained to it.
Treason unveiled,
Oceanic underwater garden ornamental,
You've become the centerpiece, however unconventional.

Reason has seemed to escape me,
But I can replicate the look on your face,
When I let you go.