Death By Manatee
An “Angel of the Odd” curiosity provokes
The Angel of Death is more welcome than he
Wine bottles in a keg? What is it this angel smokes?
“The narrator’s house,” says Poe with wicked glee
Things are never as they seem in Poe’s fantasy
Much as in life, we trade one monster for the next
And for unlucky blokes, there’s no amnesty
So listen for Poe’s laugh when you feel vexed
Oddities abound in a world with no rules
Poe has no patience for “sensible” solutions
An angel he creates to make men seem fools
Perhaps you’re next in line for this angel’s executions
Who would be so brazen as to poke fun at Poe?
Even as Poe toys with your sanity
You may find yourself fleeing the Kraken in a hoe
Only to be swallowed by a fierce manatee
*Written February 15, 2014 for Craig Cornish’s “Angel of the Odd” contest
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