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Ode to the pig

As titles go

By M.Published 23 days ago 1 min read

Spare me, Circe, your useless spells

revealing the hidden truths

there's no redemption in the trough


I'm the cold reptile poet

testing with a forked tongue

beyond good and evil

what only your tears can give me


We'll train our daughters to hate us

Humbert Humbert

but we love young skin

surreal poetryFree Verse

About the Creator


Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.

Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran23 days ago

    Oooo, I loved the Lolita reference. Fantastic poem!

  • Manisha Dhalani23 days ago

    Nice one!

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