Two Hundred Steps
Two hundred steps to
The mouth of truth
Open up that gaping maw
Crack wide the snapping jaw.
In its eye no mystery
Just a need
A need to consume
And strip my costume.
Violins play as I walk
I'll learn your insides next
I'll be a student of your teeth
An apprentice of true relief.
Copyright © Vaughan Wesley | Year Posted 2018
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