The death of Juno

This is a jotting more than a finished piece, I thought I’d put it up though as an a indication of the freshly minted state, so to speak. the last line is just clatters with familiarity but I really don’t want to change it. Who’s Juno here? notes are little incongruous for something unfinished but this does, in part, reference the Roman deity, it’s more of a personal thing though really. I think, that’s one of the beauties of structured verse, you find out things you never new were on your mind. Not sure what I want to do with this one, at the moment I’m inclined to leave it in this state.

Update:
I’m chomping at the bit at little with this one, there are few things I want to tinker with. It’s just then when a piece of verse falls out so spontaneously like this one did, there’s a kind of distance between yourself and the words that make you reluctant to interfere, almost as if you didn’t have the right. It’s an ownership thing, the guy who wrote this, isn’t the same one whose concerns have him picking over things like particles and oxymoron. I wonder how common that feeling is?

The death of Juno

Do you believe in the supernatural,
Daemons, harm conveyed through wax effigy,
Magic spoken with chant and liturgy,
Potency borne through the unnatural
will that dwells beyond law or principle?
Can you fathom what mental lethargy
Spawned desire for some arcane energy?
What will would free the diabolical
Hand that forged the blade that knifed her heart
But those of minds curdled with spite and bile?
Harvesters of  berries of flesh to feast
The bitches that rendered her breast apart.
Can you bare witness to their supine, vile
Supplication to the ravenous beast?

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~ by deadspidereye on November 24, 2013.

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