This I swear on this fifth hand and this second jaw,
on the seventh toe of this fifty-fifth foot,
and on the third eyelid of this sixth eye:
I may have lived for the second time,
severed, dismembered,
I could still make up My mind;
all the replacements, I have numbered,
rejected transplants for they were easy to wear out, lifeless,
but you, o you, as long as I live,
died, live and be brought back once again,
you had, have and will have owned
this Man and his heart...
My second, My seventh, My tenth, and My last.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
The Monster's Wedding Vows To Elizabeth, as transcribed by the infamous Dr. Victor Frankenstein.
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damn good poem.
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