They slither in plain sight,
tailored suits hiding scales,
cold eyes behind warm smiles.
I saw one on the news today
blinked twice, vertical pupil flash,
then back to human charm.
Of course.
They meet in marble halls,
forked tongues drafting laws
while we argue over bread prices.
Brilliant, really.
Last week my neighbor changed
his handshake too dry,
smile too wide, teeth a little too sharp.
He offered me coffee.
I declined.
They’ve ruled for centuries,
pyramids their charging stations,
royals their breeding stock.
We are the cattle,
happy in our pens,
scrolling, voting, consuming.
But here’s the joke
they shed their skins every election,
and we cheer the new one,
never noticing the same slit eyes
watching us clap.
Yeah.
Totally real.
Pass the tinfoil.
Bias has for animals better named Beasts:
Creatures that could us shake in strong seats
They are the ones Satan ably schemes their use
In battles real rather than a ruse…
And he had been chiefly The Selective,
Their offices never The Elective;
A good distance keeps from one this hour
And the next is back for just its power…
For a combat The Beast usable,
Mostly one to Man unthinkable;
An increased tasking of The Reptilian,
Time and again contacting Mammalian…
The scaly slipperiness of snakes
Elusiveness matches that record breaks.
So, it had to be Snake at Eden
To help shape The Question he had asked then.
It was Christ who had Swine linked with him
In a sermon and a hostage to him
But Satan would sooner he wasted one
Than dispatched it to wars that must be won;
Yes, after him, God began to use Snake,
With it dealing with Jews who’d dared rake!
For disgrace of Stoned Godly Naboth dogs:
Nicer than further hitting corpse with logs;
For new slain Christians in fields vulture!
Does trust The Vulture’s Carrion culture…
And A Dragon for Mother and Child
Fire-spitting, Huge Success from being wild.
Timeless and haunting
Recurring nightmares
Trauma resurfacing
Over and over again
Reasoning through images
Ongoing healing
Resisting auto pilot
Inventing resolutions
And re-inventing
Rinse and repeat
New scenarios
New outcomes
Letting go of trauma
Releasing
Reprogramming
Rinse and repeat
AP: 3rd place 2022
in her vertical mouth
her tongue stood out
glowing in the dark
gaping staying open
taking me closer
to pleasing me
pleasing her
the lights were off
her breathing soft
as well as her skin
still leading me in
with my hunger
the gloworm
dripping in
a warm
oraface where finally
i find my tongue
touching her's
as the jaws
shut fast
i'm caught
she's a snapping
turtle
i do i
sleep
nude
shedding
my snake
skin clothes
every night so
that i might
wake to
become
someone
new knowing
what i
knew
added
to everyday
always to
learn
at least if not
more then
one thing
that carries me
to the next
and as i
scribble down
and progress
upsetting
the ground of
knowledgeabillity with
unending possabilaties
my changing
pigments
of this
and isn't
as my eyes
separately in
sockets turn
independently
taking all in
while waking today a
dermatological
version of a
crazy quilt
chameleon
It wriggled neath the thick dark mud
A small tadpole not yet a stud
Arms and legs not quite formed
Eyes still blind head deformed
Covered with a coat of slime
To keep him warm and alive
No more time to eat or drink
Sleepy eyes droop and wink
Three months of dreams under mud
Soon to awake a reptilian stud
With full legs a body and croak so deep
Now a bullfrog he awake from his sleep
The first full moon of spring
Reptilian delight the peepers' bring
All sexes dance beneath the moon
Croaking a delightful tune
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