The Bile Swamp

Rage in lechery

 

 

 

 

 

 

Serpens plots its way, in a windy staircase

All around it, a wondrous rainbow haze.

Bile, that choking acid of fumes and boars

Snakes it's way through life's abhorent chores.

Leads the clean up crew for the mess sustained.

Long a sufferer of man's disdain, for things stained,

Like a father who helps the kid cover his tracks,

The friend who sidetracked to overcome the cracks.

Green its fury, envious might of the discarded

Sad and in despair, when it cannot do more repair.

A friend in need when shame is felt,

A hero to the lie, spin and clandestine pet.

May turn the world over, fears none nor regrets,

For its friend, the man who frets.

Convulsed with care and confused without end,

Bile, art thou friend, man or thine own pretend?

 

Reviews

[Red Raven]

'Like a father who helps the kid cover his tracks,

The friend who sidetracked to overcome the cracks.'-

dunno why but somehow i am drawn to this lines. its a wonderful read.dark...a bit scary yet laced with so many unforseen promises and results.
once again thank you for sharing.

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WOW!! Simply wonderful and perfect flow.
I liked this write alot.

[Muse]

This looks like my swimming pool in the backyard. jk
The color of green, invokes so many emotions. You write of them all. Envy, bile.......envy, shame! This did not give me warm fuzzy feelings, but it made a statement that one can't turn away from and forget. Well penned!

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Powerful, yet interesting piece. Great write!