In between two hexes,

Blasted by incantations of arcane origin,

Yet forbidden by the tetragrammaton.

A situation that perplexes,

Let the mental chaos begin.

My body is now an automaton.

I am strung along their webs,

Piqued with romance,

Tempted with lust.

And the fruits of Eris’ labor.

I’m at their fingertips,

Though I rather be at their lips.

Contributor: Jose Porrata
Featured Image: Daniel Lopez Miranda

Copyright © 2013 Jose Porrata. All Rights Reserved.


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