I saw the Chimera last night.
Seductive and pleasing to the eye.
Then it was revealed to me behind the veil;
Fat bloated and ugly it was.
A feaster of souls, it was ripe and plump,
Ready for the eternal flame.
It was many armed like the Kraken;
With only the tips penetrating into this reality.
Each tip taking on a different appearance,
To appeal to the various prides of man.
It was an obscenity for such beauty
To be attached to such a loathsome trunk.
Yet, how true to its nature.
To be pleasing here and maybe a distraction there,
All seeming so innocent.
Yes, I’ve seen one of my enemies,
And now I know what to be on guard against.