Sinister Soul

Why dost thou hurt me so, Sinister Soul?

Dost thou seek vengeance?

I know not of what I have done

To thee, or to thy sister, Sinister Soul.

Wilt thou free me of this pain

That thou hast inflicted upon me?

Or shalt the pain remain?

I step upon thee as I move forward,

Or rather, I step with thee;

With thee, and upon thee.

Thou propelest me;

Thou compelest me.

I stand over thee,

And I stand still.

I step with thee,

And I move forward.

Alas, the Sinister Soul of which I speak

Is a part of me.

Sinister Soul, thou art my Sinister Soul.

Thou liest beneath my Sinister Foot.

My Sinister Soul aches so verily.

Dost thou hurt me?

Or do I hurt thee?

'Tis a dichotomy.

Sometimes, my Sinister Soul

Is itchy.

Oh dear, Sinister Soul,

I have misspelled thee!

I did not know, or recall anyway

That you are without a "u"

And silently bear an "e."

Oh, Dear Sinister Sole,

Canst thou forgive me

For mine orthographic atrocity?

I Can be all Poetical-like! (Hehehe)

UPDATE February 15, 2011

OMG!  I just discovered that Eminem coincidentally plagiarized my title!  On his 2010 CD, Recovery, the first track is called...wait for it..."Cold Wind Blows"!  I wrote and published my poem with the same title in 2007.  Eminem obviously read my blog and stole my title!  Please note, I'm obviously just kidding, though it is a strange coincidence. that demonstrates my talent hahaha.

(Originally posted as a Myspace blog, Sunday, February 4, 2007, 8:35 PM)


Cold Wind BlowsAs I walk through the bitter cold
The icy wind stings mine eyelids
And the phalanges that doth lie
Directly betwixt their brethren upon each glov'd upper appendage
Doth feel as though frost perchance hath bitten them
As the sanguineous humor enveloping my phalanges
Shrinks back in fear
Of its nemesis, the cold wind
That doth penetrate mine Old Navy fleece

(I know, I am hilarious!)