Myth's B*tch~

The man would dip

into the cream

but this cream has dark flavor

he’d string me up on beauty

but my beauty is a razor

another dreamt this and that

into my swollen marrow

but my bones are made of gods’

righteous, stolen arrows

“Hold up, pause.” She says

“Now you’re really tripping,

what gave those deities the right

to take a human girl in snippings.”

I laugh

on Myth’s behalf

as I stroke my hips into the sin of another golden calf

sweeping arms up in a spiral

making clouds misbehave

dropping  to the ground

on yet another killing day

“Right?” I laugh

“Look at him!”

point I then at the pride, the sin

as a man crawls up

to shake his staff

at my wicked effigy

unmanned

this b***h

this w***e

this Babylonian toy

that will not be tamed

though made

hammered out by wicked shouts

as the men went all out

to prove they were men

but at the final draw

they were all trapped inside my pen

every wicked blot

every wound and spot

of pain meant to break this girl

flipped itself onto its side

merged

and reemerged

to their terrible chagrin

because in my eyes I wore their weakness

and their  ugly sins

while my skin they craved

and my mind they ached to own

you were made for this, they’d pout

the hell I was, I’d grin

and rage became another stroke of ink

“Hold up.” She says

“Now you’re creepin me

A little.”

I shrug, so noncommital

“Don’t you get it, chica?

Every one of them is brittle.”

and you are, you are, my mankind

whom I love

and whom I hate

whom I want to swallow down

with the sharpest drops of rain

cut you through me

and me through you

this b***h sired by a Myth

using calligraphy and pitch

to flip you from the pit

but doomed and damned

encoded deep

the self destructive gene in you

never learned

now did you

that genes are schemes

easy to trade

simpler to step over

and toss your own fate on the eye of the dice

once

twice

thrice

snake eyes

inverted

lost cause

we,

dying to our own applause

 

 

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Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Wow!! This reads like a terrifying monologue of some ancient, heartless goddess, fated to be worshipped by a fault-ridden, weak humanity. I love the use of dark humour in the dialogue. It adds another dimension to the narrative voice.
Way to go on a Monday morning, Selene. Start the week with guns blazing.

[Eiken]

A wonderful write Selene, I really found your images and dark dialogue superb.

[Rikkevi Rue]

YAY!!!BRAVO! The B-E-S-T you have outdone your self (again?!!) Ahh how deliciously brutal yet innocently coy! a veritable gutting of the facade of psyches we charade all day in the he/she game. Hehehe! Unusually unique in its halting and galloping cadence and meter like a Friesian polka break dance, but laced with trademark Selene mytho socio artisto throughout. Of course it is hard to be utterly objective as a big fan, but the allegorical and symbolic pinnings of this particular write of yours is particularly poignant in this modern era of disrespect for women, even among an array of writing as legendary as yours. As I have said before you are a gift we so greedily covet! XOXOXO

[David W Moore III]

How did I miss this one? I like it. boiled down (but who would want to boil it down?) This is a story about a fragile god who has found her weapon. Zeus has his lightning, she has her ink, not the pen mind you, for that is mortal and mundane, but the ink that flows from the vein in shades of ochre, with flecks of beryl that catch the eye when you turn slightly away from it. This is her strength, this is what she strikes with, and what she loves with. Her passion escapes in wisps of ink that live on their own to go out and do her bidding. It reminds me a bit of the comic book character from Marvel in the 80's, I don't remember his name, but he had tatoos that he could take off his body and they would come to life (sorry for the runon) That is your ink pulled from your marrow and come to life for us all. To defend, to attack, to love. Brava!

[Thea Fuentebella]

This is my favorite in all your works that i've read so far! i love mythology more than any other type of read and you made me love it more with this. and how dark and heartless you've written it is very fierce. very unexpected things just pop up here that's just..wow. captivating. very fluid and very, very well-worded. BRAVO

[Cerebriation]

The structure is strayed and unique. I like the story but had a hard time fighting my way through the rhymes. Overall a good write though! keep it up! Super mystical.

[Krisen Lison]

Wow, I love it! Love the way it's a sort of rant from a goddess. Very well put together and it flows beautifully.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This certainly has that more than meetsthe eye mentallity... like that watch out for the quiet ones. A highly energetic and wicked piece of writing.

[Rossen]

close up breath
bouncing off face
prickling sharp tone
I like this pace
top write!!!

[FireWoman]

The mob mentality like sharks in a feeding frenzy only lasts a while. The decision to follow the pack in a war waged on ourselves is forever. You hold society's mirror very close to its face.