Open Poetry #45 |
Snake bite. |
viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
Your stomach was flat and lean, and it writhed as we danced like a bucket of snakes. Man, I wanna stick my hand in nervous to get bit, but the blood the blood is pumping and I can feel it banging my head my hands my arms my legs banging them with hammers from the inside keeping me alive Your stomach was flat and lean, and it writhed as we danced a swaying cobra. I know the poison will kill me, but I bet, bet the bite, bet the bite is worth the while. _____________________________________ bad shmabits. Fall in love early, fall in love often. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Paul, Step away. Very slowly. Step away. Okay, I am laughing - you have written quite an analogy there. Glad that I am working my way back to read again - dang, this one ... well, step away slowly. A |
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SlowlyFallAway Member
since 2008-08-29
Posts 279North Carolina |
The bite's not worth it, I promise. It's gonna leave a mark, and a constant reminder that you wasted your time... Once again. But on the flip side, maybe you could say another lesson learned? |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
Aliboohaha, Thanks very much dear. I am glad you enjoyed. Slowlyfallaway, your concern is heartening. Thanks for reading. Fall in love early, fall in love often. |
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