The agony of Laocoön

Treachery and disaster
A warning unheeded
“Trust not the Horse”
“Beware the Greeks bearing gifts”
A hurled spear
Sways no opinions
Only angers the petty gods
Athena rages from on high
Shaking the very pillars of the Earth
Steals Laocoon’s vision
Yes, it’s desperate measures
“Burn the horse, burn the horse
And you will see what I cannot”

But the Goddess was with the Greeks that day
“Feel my wrath and pay with your life,
And the lives of your sons”

Stinging venom, teeth like knives
The serpents rose from the sea
Agony and suffering, muscles straining
Contorted in pain, Laocoon has no redeemer

Header Image: Detail from The Procession of the Trojan Horse in Troy by Domenico Tiepolo (1773), inspired by Virgil’s Aeneid

Louie St. Louis

Louie St. Louis was a rogue of a man
With slick moves and great style
Smelled of smoke and red wine

Liked to dance with the ladies
Till the wee hours of the night
Made outrageous promises, all of them lies

Lure them back to his rooms
With sweet words and soft kisses
But a dance with the Devil was the fate of these Misses

Inspired by a bit of street art from Amsterdam