Medusa

I’m Medusa, yes Medusa
Not long life, that was Methuselah
Violent visage I’m the muse for
Gorgon legend is my future

I’m abused and an abuser
I am used and I’m a user
Magnet to so many suitors
Once a beauty, now a bruiser

Rapist brands me his seducer
To Ath-ene my disapprover
Goddess turns me killer cougar
Sisterhood is just a rumour

Skin tears but there’s no suture
Locks now snakes crawled from a sewer
Lovers, well, they’re getting fewer
Call me mad it’s only lunar

Yes I’ve lost my sense of humour
Yes too late for troubleshooter
Take one last look your executor
This persecuted persecutor

anna jones ©2024

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