Silence and Crickets For a Spineless Existance
I got no time for slithering snakes
Twisting themselves into different shapes
I just keep my distance until they slither away
Because today im not trying to get bit in the face
And having its venom filling my veins
Drifting in and out of consiousness and slipping away
If it gets close to me
I'll chop off his head and skin him with haste
End its life with the quickness
Bring silence & crickets to its spineless existance
Copyright © John Conde | Year Posted 2019
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