for fair Andromedae-
chained to a rock
to pose as a sea wall
a sacrifice-
through no fault of her own-
oh Ammon! I pray-
all hope on a hero
who will come?
to turn the Cetus
to statue stone
and be done- with this curse,
so for now the shore does spare
the wrath of hubris worn
let not the child
bear that scorn
oh lord, Poseidon!
“forgive me for what I have done”