Interstellar Feller: In Which A Warning Goes Astray

Sonneteer's note: this is the latest installment of an on-going sonnet serial, Pepito Mojito: The Interstellar Feller. New readers can get up to speed by clicking on the "Interstellar Feller" tag below to bring up all installments. Start at the bottom and read your way up to today's...


The creak that seemed so certain to betray
Yectara's loyal lackey's gone unheard!
The mutineers, each who must have his say
Drown out the creaking limbs to get a word
Into this great debate. With this success
There's naught that stands between the Ancient and
Her target. Soon Yectara's bleak distress
In private is invaded. "Pardon, ma'am--"
"What is it?" snaps the queen. "Cannot you see
I'm occupied?" The harshness softens. "Oh,
It's you. Come here, my darling, and kiss me.
Yes, kiss and love me as only you know
How best to do." The module works its spell;
The warning's lost in loving. All's not well.