Dread
Deep,
Deep,
Dread
Waiting to lift a rock
Under which I have left a Viper
Venom nonfatal
But abscesses and grows
Cultivates already infected,
decaying tissue
Weight my temple
Drop from a tower
Only the ground below and
On all sides
Dread, pass me by
Deaf, blind viper
Is this paranoia
No, I tremble legitimately