Cat’s Cradle
Cat’s Cradle for Dismal’sChild
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the stars fell to earth that night
in savage scimitar arcs
Orion dropped his bow
and she caught it up,
an infant Sekhmet wrapped in pink blankets.
i gave birth to a Goddess
she spoke a barbarian tongue
all purrs and roars
and how her father bent to her will
he curled round her finger just like a ring
he did not see the claws growing there
or her hypodermic fangs erupting, either.
she sang a barbarian’s song
a siren’s enchantment
and devoured him at once
heart and all.
she grew feral on the edge of the village
a hunnish smile playing at her lips
and a dagger at her hip
she comes to the border in the wilderness
and counts the offerings left her there
laughing sphinx of the wood…
she has a barbarian tongue. |
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Copyrighted by ruejacobs on 2005-06-27 10:18:29
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