cyanide on your lips,

ready to **** with all with the words you proclaim.

fingers point wildly at you,

aiming for bullseye,

hoping for your silence in return.

yet too soon your honey-covered words drown them in false belief

and quietly they all dissipate.

"drop the charges

he speaks the truth

flush out the accusations

set him free"

and then leaves the star witness,

who knew what happened

deaf to his voice.

her throat itches to declare

"liar!"

to the snake

licking the honey.