And the blind venture on the misgivings
of what they do not see.
But heed whispers from
a snakes tonuge,
to bite them upon there vulnerabilities.
Seeping Ill words beneath
Man does not need the whispers
of snakes to control them,
but the reality of humanity.
To awaken the truth
that were just human.
dont follow the green
dont follow the snake
it'll eat you too
on its way back
Through each situation,
You’re a new person, conformist.
Body like a snake,
The serpent himself
See him? Contorting, twisting, fitting.
He’s the Man of the hour.
Dripping like solid gold, are his words.
The “audience” stands captivated.
Almost frozen, I’ve lost my tongue.
Unable to speak, I’m no match
- For you.
you are you are you are
shaking and holding yourself as your shell-shocked body buzzes with
sleepless anxiety that sunk its fangs deep into your skull
piercing your brain
stealing last night’s dream from its marbled pink nest
venom covered bone snapping the small bird’s neck
before dragging it away
to be swallowed whole
like a snake with its unhinged jaw and
and grating hiss escaping
like steam from between scales that dress its body
you arm yourself with a shovel and you feel the
of a severed spine through the handle
the vibrations melding with your skin as the ***** hits the bricks below
you kick away the bleeding head before
reaching down its throat and
squeezing the other end to push
the decomposed baby bird into your
you wince as you toss the long
finally motionless body to the grass
and slide the dream back into its nest
coated in acid and venom and melting through your skull
one day-- like its hunter--
this bird will grow scales and slither and steal more of you
and you will continue to shake
If the graves could speak
Who would they
To you do you think?
We couldn't find the page you're looking for.
You hypnotized me so
you wrapped slowly
so slowly you caught
Si se pueden
Que te amo
Aún si hago
A veces :!