When you descended to madness the gossiping was
swift.
Was it a snake whispering in your ear? Apollos’s curse? Or did you barter our future to
shift
Your knowledge and boredom of his reach, a
feminist order
to teach a
lesson: withhold from gods
become the martyr.
Cassandra – you’re gibberish-ey
ramblings of Troy’s future events
seem less goddess and more
a Priam and Hecuba
charming accident