2011:
Here and there, you called my name
For this is what you christened me
“Maple is a hurricane.”
Here and there you called my name.
Face to face, you’ll ascertain
That this is not the truth, you’ll see
I’m not a ******* hurricane
For this is what you christened me.
2015:
Hear, and where you called my name –
Abyss is what you christened me.
Oh, “Maple is a hurricane!”
Said puppeteer’s overt reframe.
Braced and faced, they’ll ascertain
That this just YOUR truth – decreed
You sought a ******* hurricane
**Within YOURSELF; yet, christened ME.**
HURRICANE MEDUSA, *******
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 12:27 AM UTC
2011:
Here and there, you called my name
For this is what you christened me
“Maple is a hurricane.”
Here and there you called my name.
Face to face, you’ll ascertain
That this is not the truth, you’ll see
I’m not a ******* hurricane
For this is what you christened me.
2015:
Hear, and where you called my name –
Abyss is what you christened me.
Oh, “Maple is a hurricane!”
Said puppeteer’s overt reframe.
Braced and faced, they’ll ascertain
That this just YOUR truth – decreed
You sought a ******* hurricane
**Within YOURSELF; yet, christened ME.**
HURRICANE MEDUSA, *******
(You IDIOTS Can't STOP Your Hurricane
Ready or not, here I come).
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
