#rattlesnake
We watch for rattlesnakes as we walk
And after nearly bitten by death
Grab them by their gleeful heads
Deep holes we dig
Soon doused in gasoline
Where the creatures are flung atop their brethren
The devil's eyebrows curling into one another
Soon enough
The sparks fly from our feet
Slabs of flint scraping and gliding
Calling ourselves civilized as we waltz above
The rattling of natural beauty
Aug 23, 2024
Aug 23, 2024 at 8:51 PM UTC
They tell me it’s the lesser of two evils
But I’m not sure that’s a fact
Sometimes I think it’s best to leave you to your demons
They’ve got you this far in tact
Either way I can’t stop the progression
This deadly routine’s for your own protection
There are no winners here, there’s far too much at stake
Do I stand by and let them feed you to the rattlesnake?
When I know it’s eating you up inside
Like a private supply of cyanide
Going, going, gone
I see you today but who knows where you’ll be tomorrow
Going, going, gone
Slipping through my fingers to a place that I can’t follow
Going, going, gone
Your own private cyanide’s a bitter pill to swallow
Going, going, gone
I know there’ll be times that you will disagree
But just between you and me
When they tell us over again that two’s company
I feel like we are three
But they don’t matter, all my objections
This deadly routine‘s become your obsession
There are no winners here, there’s far too much at stake
Do I stand by and let them feed you to the rattlesnake?
And I know it's killing you from inside
Like a private supply of cyanide
Going, going, gone
I see you today but who knows where you’ll be tomorrow
Going, going, gone
Slipping through my fingers to a place that I can’t follow
Going, going, gone
Your own private cyanide’s a bitter pill to swallow
Going, going, gone
Every day I see you drift further away
And there’s only so much I can pray
I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place
Soon you’ll disappear without a trace
Going, going, gone
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
In your wake.
I'm dead and gone.
You left
My love in ruins.
Choices born in silence,
Old schemes replaced
With new ones.
I'd ask if you were happy now.
But you'd never reply.
Even if you answered me —
I'd only hear a lie.
I thought I loved a lioness,
Brave and true in word.
You turned an honest love to ash,
My fate was undeserved.
Now within my hollow chest,
Lies coiled a rattlesnake.
Only fit to hurt and spit,
A poisonous mistake.
The victim to your cruel heart,
I wish for some reprieve.
I dream beyond this ugly place —
Though I can never leave.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:21 PM UTC
A marsh lay undisturbed for tranquil days
to shelter gentle skin of diamond back
awake and warm by grasping, beating rays,
but chaos brews away from well worn track.
The travel cheer nears cautionary tail
which quickly starts to rattle, thrash, and quake;
Step back: a warning of the speedy scale
developing to thunder, poised to take.
Arise pure death to strike unrivaled force
with unforgiving scythe: the silver fang.
Spring liquid gold to flow and run your course
compelling life to fade away, to hang.
However final darkness may have seemed
now atrophy consumes all hoped and dreamed.
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC