How could you plan to die,you fraud

How could you plan to die, you fraud
Without consulting me ?
To beat me ?
I wouldn’t forgive you


Your heart gave way
Little by little
I didn’t consent for the last vein
To break.
It persisted
It had my orders.
When I was away
You spy, you did it!
Another worm.


With that lingeing grin
You shall not burn
I won’t have you rise from the fire
To burn me.
I’ll make a man out of your skeleton-
A man with fine bones-
Try and flee, if you can
Bastard!
I’ll have you still.


-1991