Shakespeare - Jason

Romeo Montague

I knew not how long I was gone.

The dark balcony shook my foggy thoughts

It was here, with Mercutio, I shared a laugh,

And he was no judge, least not of the affections I shared.

My last affection, oh my last affection, was kin to Tybalt,

Villainous Tybalt who stilled Mercutio’s laugh.

Through my guard with his fiddlestick, as my lad had called it.

Then one last "grave" pun.

What choice did I have?

Mercutio’s mirthless blood called for revenge.

So I lived as a felon and outlaw.

The Capulet, Paris found me shrouded in grief

He sought to arrest me, but I was arrested already.

So, a double murderer I became.

I lay noble Paris beside sweet Juliet.

My sun had set

I was parched.