Calliope's Rapture Poem by Sebastian Priotese

Calliope's Rapture

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I've tortured this naiad and filled
up her mouth with corn.
Finally, she told me the best
inspiration she can give sometimes
is not to inspire at all. This, however,
is a secret. A secret I've sealed
with a.25 placed in her carotid.
Thank you for poetry - the closest thing
to actually managing to pee and sneeze
at the same time.

Thursday, January 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: writing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 05 January 2017

Calliope demoted. Ah, well.

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