04-19-2017, 03:01 PM
(04-19-2017, 02:55 PM)just mercedes Wrote: ElectraAwesome choice Mercedes. I thought you might choose something else (Circe and something possibly more modern '74) but this is nice.
Circe asked me to look after her pigs,
she needed a break. She’ll come back
with more work done on her face, and
I’ll pretend not to notice. We’re BFFs
so I had to say yes.
Busy times, plotting revenge and killing
my mother. She’d killed my father because
he’d sacrificed my sister, to win a war.
I spaced the swine out for a while.
Luckily they had abundant fresh water
but they squealed with hunger, until
Pylades and Orestes dumped the bodies
in their pen.
At first they sniffed, wouldn’t touch,
so I slashed my mother’s breasts.
The pigs smelled blood and tore them
into shreds, even crunching their bones
for marrow.
I wonder - you know, properly prepared
and cooked, what we’d taste like?
Roast pork?
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
