In the Grass

In the grass



The grass is forever entangled

With limbless
whispering creatures

Of the dark



Slithering…
sliding…

Closer… closer… closer…

At your side…

Learning
life from you…

Using his tools against you…



Living
vicariously through you



Thanking you…

Helping
you…

Smiling at you…

Laughing with you…



His skin
crawls underneath

In the shadows of you glow



Psss…
Pssssss… Psss



Flickering tongue red as blood with
deceit

Lifeless eyes green as money with envy

Your serpent prays
to his maker for your downfall



This particular creature plants
seeds of destruction

As landmines

And devours moments of
contentment

Filling them with dread and fear of consequence

Only
to slither away head high

Laying dormant until times of pure
pain

And genuine loss

They are seen but not heard until


exodus is presented



Keeping friends close
and

enemies closer is a task

when the Diablo in
disguise…

the wolf in sheep’s clothing

the snake in angels
gowns

are lurking



defend yourself

build inner
strength

stay educated



The grass is forever
entangled

with limbless whispering creatures

Of the
dark

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