I look up to the sky to seek comfort from the star’s
There light glistening in my cold dead eyes
My body used, but unloved
My Vows abused, and the temple tainted.
I am forever alone, until my undoing.
Those who seek from me what was cursed upon me,
so painfully, wrongfully and unjust.
First was the sharp pain of the cracking of my face,
And the bloating of my tongue.
Next came the brutal hardening of my eyes,
and the elongation of my teeth.
It felt like eternity,
the never-ending screams that would bellow out of me.
And when I thought it was over,
the agonizing snakes pierced from my skull in a ****** mess of flesh and teeth.
The serpents upon my head grant me no company,
for they hiss and they shake and they fight.
When I lay my head at night it’s as if I have a front row seat to an unending feud.
My tears are lost dreams for no man to drink
My lady has forsaken me, ****** me, Exiled me with an ungodly face.
Many have come to gaze upon me, to laugh, to point, to be cruel.
My only defense is a gaze so cold it turns any onlooker to stone
My garden grows, of stone figures
The unwise, and the foolish.
Monster they call me.
They have no idea of the cruelty I have endured.
The loneliness, the pain, the suffering.
I sit alone and scream, I sit alone a snake.
I sit alone in this unforgiving place.
I see a place of Beauty where children’s laughter fills the air.
I see poppies and streams and pink skies.
But when I awake I realize it was all but a dream
And I sink back into my hole of misery and despair.
Snowflakes glisten as I hold them in my hands
but shortly fade away as like my hopes and dreams.
I am forever tormented by the things I can never have.
Locked away was my virtue, now locked away is my joy.
My womb tainted by momentary pleasures
A disease growing inside of me planted there without consent.
Hello, again star’s, my only friends.
Your silver shine is the only glow that warms my heart.
I lay beneath your dazzling gaze,
I am yours and I pray we never part.

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 were so full of rage
and this burning passion
with your anger at the world
that had wronged you so
Your eyes were like dark granite,
existence had turned you harsh
and raw, like winter's marble
that rage, that cold fire, swift,
deadly like a landslide
you could've moved the earth
instead you froze, solid and pained
my dear you do not see as I do
you do not see how beautiful
I find your icy kiss, your stoic embrace
truly my love, with all truth and heart

I loved you, not in spite of your snakes
but because of them