Poem Perfection

Medusa

A/N A poem that we studied in school and really enjoyed and made me think a lot. It has a lot of hidden messages and can be perceived in different ways. This is just a personal preference but still I hope you like it.

A suspicion, a doubt, a jealousy

grew in my mind,

which turned the hairs on my head to filthy snakes,

as though my thoughts

hissed and spat on my scalp

......

My bride's breath soured, stank

in the grey bags of my lungs.

I'm foul mouthed now, foul tongued,

yellow changed.

There rebuilt tears in my eyes.

Are you terrified?

......

Be terrified.

It's you I love,

perfect man, Greek God, my own;

but I know you'll go, betray me, stray

from home.

So better by far for me if you were stone.

......

I glanced at a buzzing bee,

a dull grey pebble fell

to the ground.

I glanced at a singing bird,

a handful of dusty gravel

spattered down.

......

I looked at a ginger cat,

a housebrick

shattered a bowl of milk.

I looked at a snuffling pig,

a boulder rolled

in a heap of shït.

......

I stared in a mirror.

Love gone bad

showed me a Gorgon.

I stared at a dragon.

Fire spewed

from the mouth of a mountain.

......

And here you come

with a shield for a heart

and a sword for a tongue

and your girls, your girls.

Wasn't I beautiful?

Wasn't I fragrant and young?

......

Look at me now.