No Shield For Perseus
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Laurence Overmire
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Medusa pulled out a corporate face
To cover the snakes
Coiling and hissing out the
Sides of her head
The Armani fit her so well
But then
She always looked good
In black
The tie strapped around her neck
Was a bit uncomfortable
A small price to pay to lick the nape
Of Power
Behind a mahogany desk on a
Penthouse floor
With the polish of shoes and belts and that
Gucci Gucci Goo
She welcomed her victims
Promises of riches to convince them of
Their selfless worth, One
Look in her cold, inviting eyes and
They knew
Seduced to do her bidding
Their hearts tragically turned
To stone.
(Previously published in Nasty, Sept.2003)
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