A very, very odd poem that came out of equally odd circumstances.
The original version of this poem was completely different, written around 14th May 2002, and was a conglomerate of sexual innuendo and sexual repression. It was written as part of an assigment for my Advanced English 10 class, but at the time I was composing it, I didn't realize I would have to read it in front of the class. I don't remember if I threw the old version away or simply misplaced it; either way, I can't find it.
As for the current version, which was finalized 16th May 2002, there's really little to say. It was just a surrealist narrative poem inspired by a picture of...a Cockatrice! Other than that, this poem is not overly special, simply a work that I was pleased with enough to include it here.
is corrupted Latin for "And look!"
Much special thanks going out to
for let me use his cover-art!