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Alluring Medusa

Poetry By: Massi
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Alluring Medusa unlike the myth more along lines of personal idosyncrasies


Submitted:Mar 5, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


I know what you want.

Don't tell me I can't read you.

What's there to read...you are blatant?

As I am despicable, you are blasphemous.

Once is understandable...

Twice is forgivable...

Thrice is alarming...

There is no fourth...

I know what you want.

You don't sweeten the pot.

You bathe the pot inside out.

You turn everything to slime.

I can't see that. Because you flutter and pucker...

I simply become an idiot when you do that.

I have a dilemma.

I have to kill my hood.

I know what you want.

Never mind the consequences.

I am about to turn into a basilisk.

You into an alluring medusa.

I know what you want.

This is fatal.

You are a product of my imagination.

I wake up sweating, one of those nightmares.





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