The Serpent
What more do you want
I’m spent
Insatiable thirst
Can’t quench
You go to the well again
I’m dry
Bottomless desire
Drains me
Can’t feed your hunger
I’m poor
Bloated leeches
Can’t shake
You gloat high and mighty
I’m low
Corporate sword
Strikes me
Someday when you’re not looking
You’ll get what’s coming
Snake bit and unable to fight
You’ll wish you had done me right
You think you know me
I’m shackled
Oppressive mentor
Can’t hide
You cast your bloodstained web
I’m trapped
Self-serving master
Depletes me
Are you happy now
I’m gone
Relentless chase
Can’t win
You crush a willing soldier
I’m wounded
Black days and nights
Consume me
Someday when you’re not looking
You’ll get what’s coming
Snake bit and unable to fight
You’ll wish you had done me right
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Silly monkeys give them thumbs
they make a club and beat their brother down.
How they survive so misguided is a mystery.
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