Fair of Face

‘I s’pose you’ve heard of that guy that died in ancient times, but I’ll tell you why…

a certain son of a …. Let’s get this straight. There was once this…’

well,

an hombre by the name of Narkissos who

was birthed between kisses and ripples

between swirls of blues and turquoises

stilled on an instant between breaths

of a willing nymph and a river  — God! but what

he was, he is, was always and infinitely is

pretty pretty pretty, actually and definitely perfection its self

caught in a reflection of him self

 

he came out perfectly formed on tongues of water

he came out at himself sideways at first, perplexed

floated on a ruisseau gently filled face to face at last

and be came conscious of him self

a perfect pool crystallised to flesh

 

he, an apple caramelised, his admirers lyricised, hypnotised

affected by his pheromones, his dulcet tones, his astounding beauty — God!

set to sticky sweet, to salt, at addiction  — he, attracts a plethora of lesser

beings bee-wings being — as unrequited whinings best ignored but is there fault?

for who could not resist the calling

for falling falling falling

deep deep deep in love

this vision, vision vision

water falling, cascade of drops, of lost selfs, lost lush to

damnation, admiration, as sickly elixir as ever was

getting thinner thinner thin as water

‘well, that still sparkles long after the disaster

well, the myth, and a name retained, is all that remains

well,  that,  and a flower  —  an echo echo echo of this

well, ain’t that fair,’ pronounced Nemesis

 

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NaPoWriMo day 21:-

prompt based in the myth of Narcissus. After reading the myth, try writing a poem that plays with the myth in some way. For example, you could imagine that imagine the water is speaking to you, the narcissus flower. Or you could write a poem in which the narcissus berates the Kardashians for stealing their neurosis. Or a poem that comments on the narcissism of our time, i.e. beauty and body obsession, etc.