"Take no heed of her...She reads a lot of books."
~Jasper Fforde

Tuesday, January 25, 2011


The chains are cold around my waist
Half drunk with cheap wine, I giggle,
Then laugh aloud; hollow
false laughter.
Brick by brick,
Brick by brick
You seal me away.
Montresor, I say
This is no longer funny!
But you do not answer.
Brick by brick,
Brick by brick
you seal my fate.
Montresor for the love of God!
The dampness of the catacombs sickens you,
As does the weakening jingle of my bells.
Was this really worth it all, Montresor?
Who can say a man's life is really worth
A fucking cask of Amontillado?


  1. Wow, Emmy! I remember reading that in ninth grade I think. The story, I mean. But that is an awesome poem from the other POV. Great job!

  2. Wow! I walked right past this post. I love it! Ninth grade is a lot farther back for me than Chess though, so, I'm going to have to go dig through my Poe, find 'The Cask' and re-read it.

    Awesome! Post more poems, more often!


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