Saturday, January 29, 2011

I'm Down Stage Of You

You are the serpent in the shadows
I give you definition
You are Eve the temptress
Reaching up to kiss the flower petal
I can see you through the camouflage
Your splitting tongue and slit eyes
Are the heat register
That misses my fridged heart

I live in the shadows
Of existence
I am drawn to your look of
Purpose
I am use to living in anonymity
I am startled by your turn
You quickly penetrate
My neck

I thought I had the stealth
I was the well oiled machine
Against the back drop
You watch me in the final moments
I was the predator fallen prey
Funny how that comes about
I begin the convulse
In the end you watch
The dance

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