Villanelle1
Sterility persecutes
They’ve all gone way
There are no absolutes
I sit broken and loose
I’ve lost my old ways
Sterility persecutes
And I wish for the truth
But I can’t stand to change
There are no absolutes
The visions uncouth
Break part through my day
Sterility persecutes
They’ve left and I lose
Will nobody stay?
There are no absolutes
Once they’ve spoiled the view
They leave me to play
Sterility persecutes
There are no absolutes