Green skin, skulled face,
Candy red? Or lime green?
I do not know,
Both, maybe.
Creature hatched from a sugary treat,
Eggshell sickly sweet.
I devour it,
Nothing remains.
I am no longer a creature,
Two sides split:
Lime green, candy red,
A sarcophagus as my bed.
I house a bloodbath.
Candy red soldiers
March across and slaughter
Lime green maidens
Weep and flee and cry out
I am but a cage
Housing opposing sides of colour
Who is winning?
Can you tell?
The deed is done.
I surrender.
The Muse has been struck down, space.
A mark left in her place.
I surrender.
The Lord has won this war, time.
I am no longer mine.
This is a poem I wrote a long time ago, based on a webcomic I read called Homestuck. It's from the point of view of the body that Calliope and Caliborn share, though it doesn't exactly have a consciousness.
