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A Venomous Snake
He slithers slowly on the forest floor
Quietly he makes his way
Under the leaf litter
Frequently stopping
Stealthy, watching, looking for prey
Waiting, he flicks out his tongue
Testing the air
Always ready to strike
To flavor with venom
Wrapped around and intertwined
As they struggle
Then consume his victim
With the familiar taste of poison
Such is the man who cannot control
His lust
For as it has been said,
"A woman makes love to whom she chooses,
But a man has sex with whoever he can."
Quietly he makes his way
Under the leaf litter
Frequently stopping
Stealthy, watching, looking for prey
Waiting, he flicks out his tongue
Testing the air
Always ready to strike
To flavor with venom
Wrapped around and intertwined
As they struggle
Then consume his victim
With the familiar taste of poison
Such is the man who cannot control
His lust
For as it has been said,
"A woman makes love to whom she chooses,
But a man has sex with whoever he can."
Published 10th Nov 2020
Author's Note
People come and go, but the earth remains and the human condition is always the same. There is a struggle within us to conquer our desires or to give in to them. Only the Stoics know what true freedom is.
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10th Nov 2020 3:11pm
Fantastic work! I love your poem, my favorite part being the end. It's simply brilliant!
11th Nov 2020 3:53am
