I am a snake, although I try not to be
alluring...eyes permanently fixated
on telling you the story of how you will die.
However poisonous, my tactics are not traditional,
you will not be crushed or swallowed,
injected or paralyzed, by some sort of free-flowing
toxin. My mouth opens but instead of being forked
you are knifed. One of the more human qualities
I possess, wounding with a passionate, invisible,
venom; slowly allowing me to slither in your head
until you die in mine…or until you thump it
with a shovel.
*I was in a special kind of mood today.
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