Six Twenty-Three

The Forbidden it is
But lustrously sleek, seductive
Intellectually fascinating
It caught my fancy

The Shapeshifter it is
Takes a thousand form
Morphs into a million silhouettes
It conned me

Ecstasy it is
Transient
Instantly gratifies
It hooked me

The Octopus it is
Tentacles everywhere
Grabs the unaware
It trapped me

The Eel it is
Slippery
Eludes capture
It escaped me

The Cat it is,
Lives nine lives
Circumvents annihilation
It defied me

Cancer it is
Ultimate cannibal feasts on good flesh
Festers malignantly
It killed me

Hell it is
Infernal lake of guilt
And finger-biting
It burned me

Fountain, the Other is
From holy veins
Crimson-colored
Now I’m unraveled and back to life.

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