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Pygmalion
I loathe these hours of dormant torment
Fury clenches the chisel within my fist
Microscopic rainbows gleam
across a fading sheet of mist
A hungry hunter awakens
Breaking the shell off perfection's form
hammering out angelic angles
Duplicating, Replicating, Recreating
an image lost and loved, once known
Immortal soon in sacred stone
Fury clenches the chisel within my fist
Microscopic rainbows gleam
across a fading sheet of mist
A hungry hunter awakens
Breaking the shell off perfection's form
hammering out angelic angles
Duplicating, Replicating, Recreating
an image lost and loved, once known
Immortal soon in sacred stone
Published 6th Sep 2015
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10th Sep 2015 6:13pm
Hmmmm...Dorman Torment. Nice word choice!
This piece seems to have more depth if one is familiar with Pygmalion. I was not, but I looked it up. Thanks for the inspiration. I love poems that make me learn new things. <3
This piece seems to have more depth if one is familiar with Pygmalion. I was not, but I looked it up. Thanks for the inspiration. I love poems that make me learn new things. <3
