The Cyclops

The Cyclops

A Poem by Zorrin86
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Of the den of devoured hearts and dreams

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Society cradles us like a clumsy
Cyclops with iron paws,
Its enormous eye ever watchful,
Both callous and indifferent,
Both guardian and destroyer,
A kind of third rate witches sabbath
As enlightening in a given moment
As a stricken fellow strangling himself in a tavern
To assuage his demons.

© 2018 Zorrin86


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Zorrin86
Zorrin86

Louisville, KY



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A Poem by Zorrin86