Poetry / Being
The Devil's hood
(Or Beelzebub's bitch)
I stand in flowing white
And bathe in molten red,
Burning, a tribute to
Plath in her fiery glory.
The basilisk in the ranks
Of baboons and rabbits.
Original Sin, yet we still
Live as generations.
The irony in snakes mating.
Fang-marks in the flesh of an apple.
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