Amongst the raindrops, pattering upon my silvered skin.
I wait in silence, though you never speak.
Once you would have chided me,
Screaming that it was cold!
Demanding with slaps and shrieks that I shelter you;
Always until the rain had stopped.
It makes me wonder if I have failed a command,
Or perhaps if you've finally cast me aside...
I made so many mistakes,
I was always doing wrong.
It wouldn't surprise me if you had me replaced!
Yet logic alone denies the thought,
For you are still here - simply silent.
You've been lying there for days, my dearest master,
It is beginning to make me swell with fear...
I've called your name so many times,
But perhaps the maggots have eaten your ears...
They drop from your nostrils and crawl from your mouth,
I squash them, quickly, if they ever approach...
I have thought about removing them and cleaning them away,
But I'm afraid that I would damage you, if ever I tried...
You are so fragile my master, like a thin sheet of glass,
I hugged you once and you were injured for days...
It made me sad, but that's alright;
Next time I promise I'll do better!
I won't act on my own; I'll wait like you said!
I'll stand here and stay guard, until you speak.
I'm sure that you'll shout and give me orders again,
Though I don't know how long I'll be waiting...
But master, dear master,
If I could make a selfish request.
When you awaken, please, would you oil me?
The rain has been getting so heavy these days.
And my arms are finding it difficult to move...
Master...Dear master...I miss you...