You blink your blind eyes in my direction,
my moving mouth is momentarily muted,
someone off in the distance can hear
nearly as clear as if their ear were right here
between us two.
Aware of our wordless shouting affair
carrying body language through the air,
assured of virtues demons once whispered
into each soul upon ones arrival.
Surviving key instincts to whimper and run
when you were too young to notice the snakes forked tongue.
But still you can hear nearly as clear
as if your ear where right here
beside the serpents softness.
Only to discover scales covering
and spreading along the parts of your body
which still remain hidden beneath the cloak you where made to wear
by the maiden whom named you the name you were called
by the same demon who created
what you
intrinsically
are
inside of
your very
darknesssssssssss
it hissed
and kissed you goodnight.
You awoke here.
Right here.
And nothing is nearly so very clear here.