Poor Phaedra –
Ought I to starve myself, slowly?
Must I be punished for this love
I have tried, for so long, not to feel?
And I, by this definition, lowly -
And thus I hide beneath this meter,
As I refuse my final meal
And accept the penalty of death.
Poor I.
SJL: 10th March, 2004
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