Poem -

Sea Creature

Metamorphosis

Completion

Staring at the remnants of what was once me

This that I have become is lethal

A Leviathan 

I sit at the edge of the ocean dazzling the senses of sailing men

A mermaid calling them into my cove

So that I can then eat their flesh away from their bones

Moans if pure ecstacy turning quickly into bloodcurtling screeches that follow acts of mayhem

My transformation has apparently taken me far away

Hair turning this silvery purple-grey color while waiting for something to emerge

A surge in my electrical  force field has left me lying here asunder yet everyone around me is all wooed 

Amazed

Filled with naive wonder 

The thunder growls and rumbles in all if my distances 

In every direction

In every way

Their questions , dripping wet with scrutiny

They leave me with nothing left to say

I know that I will quickly find some way to adapt

My dignity was all zapped away some time ago

Mermaid bathing in the sunlight upon the jagged rocks with waves that suck their Rick hard-ons down below 

I could dive in anywhere, at any time but I have chosen to remain here in the numbness of the sublime 

I am an angel

I am a devil

I am everything that lies in between

I am a siren

I am a banshee

Never placid, nor serene

They are all so green with envy

I am red hot with raging fire

Flawless in obtaining that which I desire

I am a live wire waiting to shock every speck that crosses over into my domain

A creature if the sea I have become 

I am

I have been 

Swindler in a sea of ravenous mermen 

By Jason Vancelette

8-19-2013

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