Medusa’s Cry

Oed’ und leer das Meer



Peach shaped drops

talk about my life in tragedies

turning me into a catastrophe


You had multiple lovers

yet you felt the need to devour me

due to fair cheeks and pliant mounds


You warped deity, you

wrote sins across my skin

carved salt and water in me


You molded brines made

out of your sediment

spread pillars apart to form scum


Leaving my storytelling to the untold


You had her craft me

out of a serpents skin

and it nearly killed you


Frightened you as you were

witnessing venomous tongues

in the shape of your lies lies lies


One would have thought

your artificial waves were of

made up of guillotine





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