Knee jerk reactions slow with each breath
Revealing the cracks in Shakespeares Macbeth
Catching a glimpse then just letting go
Just enough to return an occasional blow
Thrown on a stage to dance for the people
As her tilting head keeps safe her own fleeple
Doctrinal truths lay dead in fraternal water
Revealing intention. before he defrauds her
Centuries pass and there she sits waiting still
No longer seeking she weeps eyes on the hill
His sonnets mere thoughts soon passed away
Her breast still belonging no longer dismayed...