On Being Thrown Over – a sonnet

I am writing a long sequence of sonnets that will see publication in 2023. I thought it might be fun to share some of them in advance.

A sonnet is included below, along with an audio recording of me reading it.

On Being Thrown Over

Would your love for me increase
were I to die?
Barely-mourned, would my decease
erase me from your memory?

Just when did your febrile eyes
seek solace in others, find the fuel
to weave a quilt of lies
pre-posthumously cruel?

Was I no more than ornament,
a transient nod to Spring,
the blush of one short season’s mild content
now only fit for fickle disregarding?

Was there nothing more I could ever be
to you than an unimportant fragment of your history?