Baffle Furies Spin

Baffle Furies Spin

A Poem by Will Northerner

 

Baffle Furies Spin

© 2008 by Will Northerner

 

 

Three sisters of myth

Daughters of night

Daughters of earth

Immortal spawn of 

Dark planet underworld

 

Unceasing in anger

Jealous

Avenger of murder

 

All come to recline

Like horrid chimeras

In the underworld of

My skull

 

I love the way Francis Bacon rendered them

Flitting by in a blur of oil

Wings aflutter too fast to see

Bearing savage maws of 

Razor sharp fangs

 

Ready to pounce

Ready to render

Flesh to bone to nothing

 

Beasts!

 

Many incarnations

Avenging, angry, jealous agents

On the prowl

 

So happens

A dear one is soon to be married

Another is soon to be divorced

 

The furies c**k their heads

Lick lascivious tongues 

Over jagged teeth

Salivating

 

For they are quite aware

That matters that send arteries

to pitter patter with longing and despair

Often lead to their favorite delicacy...

 

Bloody raw heartache

 

Yes they flap their webbed wings

And caterwaul with interest

They side step away from

The soon to be betrothed

But keep a bead 

On potential quarry

As ravenous wolves dog

The tracks of an elk 

They smell weakness in

 

Being immortal and omniscient and all

They know all the secret peccadilloes

They see all that has passed

And lay odds on future scenarios

More accurate than government think tanks

 

Just succulent h'orderves to them,

They go for the divorced meat

Gnaw heart sinew to shreds

Elicit spurious accusations,

The heartbreak of betrayal,

Arouse avenging instincts,

Figure ways to insert jealousy

In the mix

 

I scamper ‘round wielding a fly swatter

“cause they remind me of blow flies

The way they converge on emotional carnage

 

A dead marriage is

A dangerous corpse 

To be sure

 

Ghostly emanations

Come and go

Memories of when the marriage was new

When hopes and dreams seemed true

 

Doable

 

All that surfeit connubial bliss

And candy coated endearments

Swept away by the furies

 

Mortal me

 

My heart is a sponge 

For strong emotion

I encourage my loved one’s hope

Just as I try to diminish their pain

 

Hoping for the best outcome

In marriage 

And 

Divorce

 

Spare them pain

Is my cloying lament

 

The furies eye me

As though I am completely mad

They cackle like frenzied hyenas

They shake their buzzard heads

 

And yawn

 

 

© 2008 Will Northerner


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Very descriptive. Dark emotions and sinister thoughts from "memories of when the marriage was new".

Posted 16 Years Ago


what a write ! powerful images and true wordsmithery happening. the images you invoke are sinister and dark with an undergarment of possibilities as you encourage and plea for painless existence. this is a most excellent write. kudos !

Posted 16 Years Ago


ohhhhh i liked it...... its kinda like when you have a girlfriend and guys try to steal your girl away from you..... anyway it was a very orginal write and a tubular display of words!!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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