Ekphrastic 17/Basilisk

Chrysalis eyes:
your womb chews you up, your
only power is lashing your lashes
shut.

Abyss-eyed:
you have no eyes, your sockets echo
from your gums
hang visions like shriveled baby teeth.

This story has nothing to do with either of you, your
single flute song, your
one-thrust dance.

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[Ekphrasis is, more or less, art about art.  As an eater of a lot of art, I like using ekphrastic poetry to digest some of it.]

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