I am the Serpent

I am the serpent shedding my skin,
Traveling through space,
time and again.

Open thy mouth,
swallow my tail.
Ending the beginning,
without fail.

Piercing the womb,
becoming the fetus.
The dead are just here
to feed us.

Eternity - like the curves of the springs in the mattress
Working together being compressed only to expand
Your breath quickens
I pound relentlessly
With only one goal, writhing ****** in thought, body, soul.

As the orchestra of sound
comes together
mattress - eee errr, eee errr, eee errr
Headboard to wall,
Wet smacking of my pelvis
to your swollen lips
Grunting, moaning, all increasing in tempo and crescendo
Oh God Yes!

The ******* Highway 80
Wasting, erasing, freebasing
Stumbling around looking for ****.
How did this life become such a trick?

Writhing, gagging, grimacing in pain
It’s not about ***; it’s filling a hole.
Unfortunately death **** so slow.

A hole in the heart
A hole in the mind
Fill it with whatever she finds.

“You have a dollar
I need to score”
Said the ******* 80
They call her a *****.

Pimps and ******
Missiles and guns
Death the score
Sacrifice for fun

Dollars for dancing
Paradise for blood
Money men prancing
Preaching the flood  

Jesus the Christ
Bringing the end
Mohammed given the keys
To Syria, Persia, & Yemen

Religion’s a bubble
Waiting to bust
Propped up by the gullible
Distracted by lust

The Gods are worthless
You better short the dollar
The faithful and faithless
All living in squalor

Mammon, a prince of hell
That’s who we worship
Ring the bell
Ready the warship!