From the bright world into the black
Entrance he disappeared,
But darkness was an old companion,
And besides, he prided himself
On his composure. Pupils growing
He drove ever inward, this right,
A left, left again, until deep
Within the echoing maze he realized
He was lost. Setting his jaw,
He shouted for the Minotaur, its
Heated breath, foam-flecked nostrils.
He’d command the beast to lead
Him back to the light.
At each bellow, the crowd shuddered
To imagine what dwelt within.
© slovitt 2023
is this edited, i do not remember the crowd line, now it reminds me of Fellini’s Satyricon the Minotaur scene
bad vibes video i removed the link, sorry
thanks for the acceptance.
yes, the last lines may be new to you, though they’ve been in place since before the last book was published. i wanted to zero-in on the one “calling out the Minotaur”, whose qualities were perhaps equally disturbing as those of the Minotaur himself.
as for the video, it’s only partially on theme, but it is a visual, and i accept your participation, thanks.