Speak as Liberal as the North

[deird1]

For still_grrr's first Literature prompt, I went with "Othello". And wrote a short poem (of sorts).

This is what happens when I'm in a very odd mood...


Speak as Liberal as the North

Desdemona and Cassio sit
entwined
o’er books they love
their hearts and minds
are two as one;
they think
discuss
smile, laugh
debate
and though the hour is getting late
they stay together
always

In his anger Othello stands
hating all the underhand
gross
appalling
foul
obscene
perversion of what’s right and clean

Cassio now takes his place
brings smiles to Desdemona’s face
sits with her and drinks his fill
(Othello watches
…if looks could kill…)

Jealousy infects his heart
begins to tear him all apart
the beauteous face that once he saw
now an ugly unfaithful whore

In the hotel
out on show
stands Othello, Cassio
and Desdemona
all afire
all filled with passion, hate, desire

(None yet dares to turn the page
and see what will befall their fates)

In the basement, in a cage
bereft his soul…

Iago waits.