That snake on my back
My back aches,
last summers memories
have left their mark.
Knots,
all along the spine,
and a snake lies coiled.
Snake
of lust and desire,
of soaked nights,
and a few dazed
carnal breaths.
Hiss and fangs.
Slowly the poison
crept to the head
mingled with the mind
and rose lyrical
from the lips
in words
hummed and dreams.
imagined.
My back aches,
last summers memories
have left their mark.
Knots,
all along the spine,
and a snake lies coiled.
Raised hood,
and flikering tongues,
beckoning to consume,
another soul,
tarnish.
That snake on my back.
Satan,
Yet so much like me.
6 June 2005
last summers memories
have left their mark.
Knots,
all along the spine,
and a snake lies coiled.
Snake
of lust and desire,
of soaked nights,
and a few dazed
carnal breaths.
Hiss and fangs.
Slowly the poison
crept to the head
mingled with the mind
and rose lyrical
from the lips
in words
hummed and dreams.
imagined.
My back aches,
last summers memories
have left their mark.
Knots,
all along the spine,
and a snake lies coiled.
Raised hood,
and flikering tongues,
beckoning to consume,
another soul,
tarnish.
That snake on my back.
Satan,
Yet so much like me.
6 June 2005
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anonymous |
16:56 |
3 Comments:
Ni-ssssss
SLICK... but the repetition of the para "my back aches " could be done with...the word satan adds lot of drama to the peotry.
SD
I wonder if the poem wouldn't have more of an impact if you didn't mention the word 'snake' at all , but somehow left it out and left it to the reader to fill that in? Would add to the dark sensuality of the poem me thinks - just my lil two-bit :-)
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