An Ode to Hades

“Tell them that you weren’t hungry, tell them you followed the pomegranates seeds because they tasted like blood, like love.”

-Pauline Albanese

 

 

 

 

 

You had the taste of lust

written across your lips

it was there etched into your eyes

 

Pomegranate shaped orbs

that made me

crave to pick that seed up

and watch the liquid spill

 

I will return to you

six months a year darling

 

A pillage of snow

shall greet us

and we will be

liberated

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