Gorgon

One thing out of place
and you are quickly replaced
by a Medusa with a glare so strong
it would threaten to tear away
the very flesh from my face

a grumpy creature has emerged
and taken up the space
where you stood before
it seems war has broken out
and we're on opposing sides

and while you tell me you love me
it's feeling more like hate now
as you furrow your brow and stab
with your frowning eyes of grey

and I wonder if we're cursed
to always live this way
with random acts of grumpiness
and living at opposite ends of the day

is there really a future
or will this Gorgon's glance
catch me in the eye
and turn my heart to stone?