The Snake and His Web

quick write

TELL ME im not retracing this sick madness,

MY toes in the crevices of defeat that have already been lain?

No way. 

No way am i going against survival, showing lapse in descretion,

showing lapse in my many months old dilligence.

Am I?

Am I? and why? 

I know your tricks that you weave, i have them memorized. 

I know to run when you circle me, insanity gloating in your eyes.

I know.

I know your repetitive nonsense of imaginary change. 

How you boast for pretend reasons,

How you have an impulse to story tell under your breath.

They dont know like i know.

I know,

What goes on behind your closed eyelids. 

You are sick, demented, a b*****d with a suicide bombers intentions.

***

You pull me in with your arms, your soft grin. 

I look in your eyes, i see the cracks in each window. 

But i let you kiss me, your delicious lips that i always miss. 

You've got me again you sly snake.

TELL ME i didnt. 

I did. 

Why, but WHY?

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Radical Essence]

This is gorgeous and reminds again of the myriad webs that we are entangled in, in spite of ourselves (or maybe because of ourselves).

...kind of "I hate to love you" but I still do....

Just a small observation. Maybe you wanted to write "an" instead of "a" before "impulse" in the 4th paragraph.

[AK]

Brilliant piece! I enjoyed it thoroughly, Keep writing!