Phantom of Your Fangs
I saw the black serpent on your hip
The way it slithered and perked to my tones
That way it sunk phantom fangs into my loins and bones with-
Not a sting; not a yelp; not a sound
True assassin with true poison
I come back for another charm dance
Don't let the charm fool you.
Fool for god.
God I am a fool.
I am not worthy to have you in my home, but only say the word
and I shall be healed
Fool me once and you can't fool me again.
Dark cobra be eaten by staff of wood
Charcoal slithery foe become smoke in black fire.
Demon return to your home chipping fangs in your gnashing
Get behind me and place your head beneath her foot.
Copyright © George Gabriel | Year Posted 2010
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