A sonnet, a look at spoilers in life
The curses came through window panes of grey
Cast cackles of disdain upon the fire
Around the hearth sat warming hands and toes
In cloaks of crimson, purple, jaunty green
Such stories told, such verse was freely shared!
And wine aplenty hot from spicey brews
A voice, the teller sang a wondrous tale
Yet from the shadows came the angry imps
They smashed the cups and pissed upon the flames
They tore with daggers into cooling cheeks
They ripped an eye and kicked into a groin
The circle broke a moment into black
But then our eyes they met in strength of will
Remade the circle, banished all the chill.