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A centaur

By Mark Stigers Published 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

I am half horse half man.

The goods I deliver.

I worked as a ferryman,

Across the Evenus river.

Can a centaur earn your trust,

or a fool will you be?

For we are full of lust,

just waiting to break free.

Hercules’ wife I ferried,

but her charms I could not resist

With a poison arrow he carried,

he drew back and did not miss

As revenge I told her as I died,

my blood a love potion it would make,

but when the potion she applied

Hercules’ life it did take.

Now you should take heed,

and ensure you use extreme care,

if a centaur services you need

then you should beware.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Mark Stigers

One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona

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    Written by Mark Stigers