The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil,
her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds
as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s
cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the
world’s children so he can attend to their parents —
that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the
sacred alchemy.
He lifts her honey veil; a goodnight kiss he hopes to reenact
eternally, the aeons circling anniversaries as if liesegang
rings. She looks back, her flint knife eyes flashing violently.
“This fierce face is a facade,” he thinks, seeing her tremulous
expression, lips quivering in anticipation; a holy seduction
— that is, the ancient and sui generis matrimonio of
gods.
The humble bird felt secure.
Despite this, there are perils all over.
Predatory is argus-eyed.
Regardless of how deep the water is,
due to the tree's lofty height.
She had put her confidence in her wings.
Yet the wings had become brittle.
She takes a silent departure.
to face a similar fate in the future.
Written: March 02, 2023
Amphisbaena
She approached from behind
Argus-eyed on both ends
Stalking her early morning prey.
The Queen of arid lands
Amphisbaena by thy name
Amphisbaena by thy nature.
Her victim was an Ariel
Do-eyed and fragile.
With an anguilliform leap
She maneuvered her prey in her grip.
Socrates narrated her to his scholars
Homer sang her praises blindly to watchers-by
Amphisbaena was the dark seductress
And some said she only ate ants
Therefore she was benign.
She was a muse to Tennyson and Shelley.
An enigma she remained for cryptozoologists
My Amphisbaena is no innocent
Nor is she a victim.
Therefore she stalks her rare preys
Desperation sharpens her mind
Her nimble limbs hide under ocher soil
Her eyes are watchful.
She has offspring to feed
Therefore a babe Ariel fits the bill.
She jumps on her victim and wins the race.
Race for life. Race for her offspring.
A mythological creature she is no more.
Amphisbaena is a mother for all.
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