The Birth of Athena

I split open My father’s forehead,
Unzipped His sweaty skin,
He tried to lock Me in,
But I grew inside His brain
Pressed the tip of My sword against
The inside of His skull
And tore Him open like He
Did My Mother.


They say that day
The blood flooded the fields,
And from the cavernous, burning,
Swirling infinity of His mind,
Emerged I,
A Titan.






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