Jellyfish – Gari Eberly

Pink amoeba
jumbled up, a drop
of oil in water.

Fluid, she sways through
the sea current, dress
billowing to match her movements.

A bell-bodied beauty,
her luminescence
conceals toxic intent.

In performance, her form
hides sweet chloroform
dipped tentacles:

transparent tights
peeking out from below
her blush ballet skirt.

The audience is enraptured
by her hidden figure, paralyzed
by Medusa’s stone smile.

But move to embrace her,
and you’ll taste the grave
on your tongue.


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