I am the eye in the wall, unblinking
as you twist in your dreams.
I am mistress of deceit calling you,
naming you, mornings and evenings.
I am silver and pure delight
of thin brittle skin slithering
over your shame. Like winter
I bite envy into your bones.
Mermaids swoon in my whirlpools.
Beetles and lizards creep, frogs doze
in my tangled borderlands.
White lilies wither to bronze beneath
your selfie gaze. My heart
is a diamond you will never find.
You so want to break me
but you will only break yourself.
The Purple Hermit 