He discarded skin ages ago,
The figure in your midst.
His steps bereft of shadow,
And he lies for lying's sake,
Splitting conversation's wrists
With a keening grin.
The spineless snake,
******* by subtle charm,
Offers two expressions for every moment,
Intertwined.
No longer recalling
The face he was given.
Intangibility
Is his only refuge
In a world of pantomime.
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 1:38 PM UTC
He discarded skin ages ago,
The figure in your midst.
His steps bereft of shadow,
And he lies for lying's sake,
Splitting conversation's wrists
With a keening grin.
The spineless snake,
******* by subtle charm,
Offers two expressions for every moment,
Intertwined.
No longer recalling
The face he was given.
Intangibility
Is his only refuge
In a world of pantomime.
