For it will inconvenience the history books

wrote a villanelle last night, 10pm to 12pm. you're welcome.

this is entirely derek des anges' fault

but i know beyond the shadow of a doubt
that life burns fast, ends bright and still.
they say: be sure your sins will find you out

in the language of the precise and the devout.
some paw at meanings without grace or skill,
but i know beyond the shadow of a doubt.

i've heard that we who wander never count,
claimed by those who then deny they meant me ill.
they say: be sure your sins will find you out

and somehow fail to have these defined without
blurs and inconsistencies defended with a shrill
but i know beyond the shadow of a doubt.

there is no beyond that which permeates throughout
the so-called mortal coil to define humankind's will.
they say: be sure your sins will find you out.

beware of those who claim to know what it's about
and of the fervours they breathe and try to instill.
but i know beyond the shadow of a doubt,
they say: be sure your sins will find you out.