#gorgon
Avert your eyes
from looking directly
at the monster.
Look only through
that reflective shield,
that glowing rectangle
that parades a
distorted vision of
the objective self,
that which in
dark moments may
suddenly shut off,
revealing one’s face:
inverted, expressionless, petrified—
like when the
mirror of Perseus
at last revealed
Medusa’s horrifying visage.
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 3:19 AM UTC
Have you ever done nothing wrong
Yet to be punished so severely?
Body of a monster, face of a woman,
It isn't flesh that you wear
But scales, green ones
Hissing is your music
And the sound of an unsheathed sword your funeral dirge
Have you ever
Been Medusa?
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
snake lady with slit, slivers of obsidian for eyes:
i beg you to **** the light, turn me to stone, make my darkness real.
i want nothing more than to be frozen in now,
offer me the stasis, **** me somehow.
that type of halfway point between the knife and
a weakened atlas is where i lie.
turn to me and transcend my paper-thin skin to emerald.
your eyes are the portal to freedom,
god's final mouthpiece.
give the gaze that kills the half-lidding living.
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC