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A Sphinx

My personal deity.

By Elizabeth Virginia LevesquePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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A flicking tail, yawn all teeth and treasures pressed against a warm belly, those childish secrets and vision engines of glass and glitter.

I loved you, it purred while licking a paw and looking past you to the horizon.

Was it speaking to you or to the end of the day?

Hisses amongst forbidden kisses in the shade, tall grasses rustle, flies bite, thorns rip at clothing…

Violent eyed with a forked tongue and acrylic claws trace your edges.

You will be the one to shatter, but you wish to cut yourself on its edges, those boundaries you cannot infiltrate.

It is a Sphinx of your misdeeds. A promise you broke like a bone, the secret that was better kept.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Elizabeth Virginia Levesque

I am a studio artist, designer and secret writer.

You can find more of my artwork at my portfolio site, Lizzelizzel.com

*All images published with my writing are also my original works.

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