Squid/SS poem

[valis2]

Character: SS/Squid.
Rating: R
Warning: Bit o' violent imagery. Just a bit.
Het, Slash, or Gen: Er...Het, though it is between a squid and a man. Nothing sexual, just yearning.
Description: The squid has always wondered about Severus, has watched and waited. It's a rewrite of an Anne Sexton poem.


With profuse apologies to Anne Sexton, from whom I stole it and mangled it beyond belief.

Squid/SS poem
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I have swam out, a possessed squid,
haunting the black waters, braver at night;
dreaming love, I have done my dance
over the Merpeople, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-tentacled, out of mind.
A squid like that is not a squid, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the lake,
filled them with his sighs, his dark desires,
the tears that do not spill from his black eyes;
watched as he stood still and defeated:
shivering, rearranging loyalties.
A man like that is misunderstood.
I know his kind.

I have known him from afar,
waved my tentacles while he goes by,
learning the last bright thoughts, survivor
where flames still bite at him
and his ribs crack as they behold the truth.
A man like that is not ashamed to die.
I have worshipped his kind.
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Originally posted here in privatemaladict's journal.
Find the original here. It's one of my favorites and certainly doesn't deserve to host a squid, though it does qualify as odd.