Short Cottonmouth Poems
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Striking like a cottonmouth snake,
but we can see nothing is real;
Bored and trying to stir the pot,
that plan is going to backfire;
As honest as a soft handshake
with your fingers crossed on the deal;
Slippery hiss within earshot,
You are just a filthy liar.
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There's an insulated home in the south
Where lived one and only old dragon mouth
From his lips insults spout
A.C. now heat blocks out
The old dragon mouth still a cottonmouth
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*Note on about this poem
Some days I want to be a star
or a diamond or a diamond back snake
or a cottonmouth or a cottonwood tree
other days I want to be a squirrel
chattering and chittering as I chase my friends
around the elm tree, over the stump, under the bridge
Today I want to be a garden hose
Possibly because it is over one hundred degrees here.
It was a cottonmouth they said.
I pictured a dentist pushing a bunch of cotton in my mouth.
After they had put my gums through torture.
“I hate cottonmouths” I said.
“I didn’t think you knew what they were,” my mother replied.
“You take me to one once a year, don’t you?” I wailed.
My mother’s friend gave my mother a strange look and rushed away.
It was years before I understood why.
They may come and go says Samael, so sayeth the wiccan prince who some say too ushers in hell, but hell is reserved for the iniquitous and the evil, where tortured until they are ash, is the only white steeple, the comely few who verily detest when mothball mouths are not cottonmouth bassets the silly strummed up wheat, which pervades the day when the heat is nigh on noon complete, the southern seer, grampy to some, has black boys and girls this Samael sung.
Forklift tongue ...
snaky false pallet walk
be a paralyzing pulse dead stop
Viper lung flung from the bottom rung,
slithering slyly to the bury top
Pentagram aborted delivery —
Fake salvation
is morgue bad news
bifurcated breath received
Cottonmouth spitting graveyard shifty
labor blues,
Exhaling extortion sin wage scale dues
Forklift tongue
belly rolls across a serpentine cargo corpse bay
Anaconda pallet walk
got a hangman’s boa rope choke swinging sway