Circes Power
I never turned anyone into a pig.
Some people are pigs; I make them
Look like pigs.
I'm sick of your world
That lets the outside disguise the inside.
Your men weren't bad men;
Undisciplined life
Did that to them.
As pigs,
Under the care of
Me and my ladies, they
Sweetened right up.
Then I reversed the spell, showing you my goodness
As well as my power.
I saw
We could be happy here,
As men and women are
When their needs are simple.
In the same breath,
I foresaw your departure,
Your men with my help braving
The crying and pounding sea.
You think
A few tears upset me? My friend,
Every sorceress is
A pragmatist at heart; nobody sees essence who can't
Face limitation.
If I wanted only to hold you
I could hold you prisoner.
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Louise Gluck
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