(some snakes know better)

Molting in a yard near you

 

(some snakes know better)

 

 

Insults carve their existence in the minds of the caring…

(If even they show…only for show)

Standing firm in Switzerland on chocolate coated whispers,

hiding from a truth they found the longest time ago…

(Cant’ hide from what is real)

 

Innocence proclaimed as barbs are flung in hidden corners,

lies are programmed via satellite and phony conversations…

Two steps back <<

Fingers point in fantasy accounted accusations

and tongues wag as if the water dish is low…

(Lap dogs follow suit)

 

Slashed tires find the parking lot is not as level as promised,

for the playing field sits mute, lines are drawn, faded and reapplied

As the face re-shows under a different name that is exactly the same

but the words are bigger, more educated, pocket dictionaries must have been on sale…

(blue lights flashing…not always the cops if you’re at Kmart)

 

Drained, painted a traitor or worse…someone’s friend,

placed in the microwave, my face pressed against the patterned glass

A metal belt buckle sparks before it strikes me,

right across the heart…

(another beating)

organ of organic origin

 

Cast aside you defaming words, suck your mouth dry,

bind your lips together with red shoe strings

(To harness your wicked smile)

Plant your gardens of despise, thorny roses flourish in a field of hate  

(Insecticides not working…you’re still here)

 

Cry your woes upon the ears now hanging on your every world,

feed the souls of lost and lonely children

Spread your wings for this might be it (all she wrote)

and wave goodbye as I slither out the door

(some snakes know better)

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[s y e]

Wow, Jack, the imagery is superb here. It is out standing. It actually pops out of the screen at you! :O

I held a huge snake once - never again. Scariest thing I will ever do, it was huge and slimy and disgusting. I just honestly was shaking and holding my breath, I nearly screamed to be honest, haha. I am a wuss!

- Noodle.

[Jack...]

If you're a wuss then so am I, I do not like snakes at all. Thank you so much.

[s y e]

I hate them! How freaky are they?! They literally scare me.

My pleasure. x

[carol burgess romance]

Very powerful Jack....insults and lies.....tearing people apart.....good write as always my friend.

[Frieda P]

The imagery in this is superb, it actually stings on the page. It reminds me of something, just can't place my finger on it at the moment, must need more coffee. The wolf hiding in sheep's clothing perhaps, amazing what a bang up job those beasts can do when given a bit of the woods to roam freely. Is there an antidote for this one? I think I've been stung!