Aesthetic

GUSTAVE MOREAU: OEDIPUS AND THE SPHINX

I dreamt of Paloma again,

but those weren't the same,

as the dreams about Lydia.

Beginning to blame myself,

for Paloma losing her job,

I decided to pay her a visit,

to save us both.

Why did I need saving?

I couldn't bare the thought,

of Paloma dead.

On my day-off,

I asked Becky to give me

Paloma's address.

"Evan, I can't do that

unless you were management."

Becky, do you not find it suspicious

that P has stopped showing up unexpectedly?

And without a word,

Becky gave in.

While waiting for the address,

across from Becky was the artwork

Oedipus and the Sphinx.

Oedipus,

confronts the winged creature

to save his life.

Was I Oedipus?

Tackling my pessimistic thoughts

who created a illusion,

that made me believe

Paloma might be dead.

"Here.

If anybody asks,

it wasn't me.

Got it, Evan?"

Thanks, laters.

I stood at the door,

scared to what was going to transpire,

and knocked.

Strangely enough,

I heard movement behind the door.

When the door opened,

I couldn't believe

who I happened to see.

"Evan?"