Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Raven

This Raven fly by nighter be

A lady of the ev'ning who

Seduces men paying for me

To do the wicked deeds I do.

I have my youth and beauty still,

But dread growing old doing this,

Using my cold robotic skill

To feed those hungry men to bliss.

I have the wings to fly away,

To find a better life somewhere.

But I have hopelessness, so stay

Within my night cage of despair.

Each morn, regret of night before,

And quoth this Raven, "Nevermore."