Venom

Venom

A Poem by Not Colin
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Venom, a poem

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VENOM



Us, we lay in a haze of our grievance,

Watching from the gray of all that enshrouds.

Piercing my mind, I stand and I project,

Devil and fire, kill me, and make it loud.


Something intramural grows pure inside,

A black venomous throat will become mine.

Soft as a mouse though big as a mountain,

Slicing heavens in search of my design.


And when the flames wind through a vibrating throat and reach out,

Anything living in the wake will burn.

© 2016 Not Colin


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Added on December 16, 2016
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