Tiffin and Eleu were running out of ideas.
"Cut the monster's head in two!"
"Or tie his wrist and drown him using the bottom of the sea!!!"
Both great ideas, don't you agree?
But no matter how much the duo tried,
That bloody monster just wouldn't die.
No matter how far they traveled,
Or where they would hide,
That fucking monster came back...
EVERY. DAMN. TIME
Jack-saws, poisons,
All to no use.
Peeling, grinding
The monster would disappear,
the longest 22.
Tiffin and Eleu couldn't age,
let alone die
Forever Gladiators
But to the monster his brides.
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoetryThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
