Snake EyesA Poem by Claire DarrowLet's
make believe we are kings and queens, or I am a tiger and you
are a piece of meat. Let's
pretend it is backwards day, so stop means go and no
means yes. Let's
play a guessing game, what did I slip in your
drink? Eyes
roll back like loaded dice - you are nothing, but a
sacrifice. Fighting
a losing battle of virtue versus vice. © 2016 Claire Darrow |
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Added on December 8, 2016 Last Updated on December 8, 2016 Author
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