Snake

Snake

A Poem by Charlie Drake
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very old poem I began to edit lately

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Silently we sit here, staring one another down
Eye to eye, as the world passes in slow motion.

Minutes fade in to days, blurs,
while we wait behind four walls;
blocking out the discomfort
Leaving the air filled with her pheromones

We nestle together in Egyptian cotton
And her voice whispers against my brain

Her eyes gleam dully as if they are black holes

Preparing to pull me in to her vortex
The air between us erases, my skin slides against her

 

“I will do you no harm.


Her fingertip linger along my upper thigh
Crimson lips lean down and caress my skin

Allowing desire to overwhelm me.
Then she changes somehow;
the knot in my throat tightens

and shivers wash my joy away

Those eyes become red spheres, thirsting
And I realize that her promises of love and joy-
Were lies of a savage
This beautiful creature transformed in my hands
And her slinky skin coils around me

I watch, helpless, as her fangs drizzle  and drip thick,

Obscene poison along my body
My eyes shut tightly, trying to wake up from this nightmare
And copper resonates upon my taste buds
As her fangs slide into my thigh

Air hisses through my clenched teeth

almost mimicking her own noises
The stark smell of iron seeps into the air
Removing the sweet tang she once had owned
She glares at my struggle as I try to push away her body, and strikes

Blood flows over the sides of each puncture
And her grip is a tourniquet to my wounds.

My fragile body grows weaker
looking into her eyes, I bend to her will.


“You deserve to forget,” she whispers.

Yes, yes! I would give it all to erase this chalk board.
Sadly, I have nothing left to give.

My body fails my will to live as I fall limp and

Ashamed of my failure in your eyes.

I lay along her skin, blinding my eyes of reality


Her large head leans down, teeth press into skin
Adrenaline rushes, but I am empty.

The grave I will soon lay in is dug open
the pain shoots through. Consciousness deteriorates

Suddenly she is gone; leaving me alone in an empty world

© 2010 Charlie Drake


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Charlie Drake
Charlie Drake

AZ



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A little about me: Name's Charlie Drake. Writer of course. Poet, Short Stories, and aspiring fiction writer. I live in AZ and am working on a B.A. in Lit at the moment. I love all sorts of music, .. more..

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