Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Snake Bite

I was  born inside a snake cage.
Only ever pythons or vipers
Cut to pieces or choked and swallowed whole.
So, so venomous.
 
Shadows on the wall without waiting
Serpents on the ceiling, baiting, baiting
Can't figure without being stabbed by odes
Drowning in the mood. Yet not so blue.
 
Dug the teeth in without regard for the victim.
Murdered murderers… if you can erase the meaning in the bitten.
Burdened by weight without legs to move forward.
Without arms to grab, you don't create. Not ordered.
 
Shadows on the wall without waiting
Serpents on the ceiling, baiting, baiting
Can't figure without being stabbed by odes
Drowning in the mood. Yet not so blue.
 
What  joke can hide behind a mask behind a mask
Hiding a symphony without the capability to ask?
A dead band without the potion to bring it back to life.
Would you ever want to when it's filled with so much strife?
 
Shadows on the wall without waiting
Serpents on the ceiling, baiting, baiting
Can't figure without being stabbed by odes
Drowning in the mood. Yet not so blue.
Not so blue.
Green and yellow and red and you,
Not so blue.
Not so blue.


ISA

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