Gossamer Poem by Aria Siren
Gossamer
Lovely I am not
I am terribly fractured
My laughter got me lost
Eternally confused
Betwixt goddess and muse
Too heavy to float celestial
Too worried to float free
I am left
With a blunt dagger
To reflect me
I am the goddess of windows
A muse of transperancy
With a fluttering glass chest
Pumping with obscenity
My heart open for doves
and Vultures
to see.
Fragile
Fractued
Flimsy.
B
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a
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Me
And I pour through the cracks
Into a steamy puddle
Of indiscretion
With no gods to save me
And no artists to take me
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4/24/2024 7:16:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this. I like the word goddess. I like that it has a riddle feel. I like the stress it gave me reading all the contrasting similarities the first time round. I like it. Goddess. I like it.