Medusa and Herr Lover



She had a serpents tongue

ringlets of venom lingered

off her lips

One could have turned to stone

if they gazed too long


But for me


I would have looked into

the eyes of Hades

battle mountains themselves

just for a glimpse of those

smooth emeralds


I had come to love her


If one could see her

they could trace the malice

that seeps off of her tongue

The muses couldn’t have

formed songs for her


I could have built her a shrine


Placed her right on the throne

bound souls on her foothold

I would have become that stone

those serpents

Herr servant





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