case of the punks







Tuesday, September 28

serpens saeculum obscurum

Every word  
from that pretty little mouth
comes out.
Every word
pushed out
comes out
a lie.

His pathetic,
snide,
slick-slippery mouth
is milky, 
dirty 
poison.

His duplicity
is a trick-show,
I know.
I didn't always know.

My eyes see it now:
oh, how those false colors
snowed me,
showed me
how to hate
you and your milky mouth. 

Every word: 
not truth, untruth.
And not some of those tiny little baby bombs of white lies.
No,
yours are black 

black black lies,
tar-like epoxide,
sticky, sinewy
black gum.

That dark, miserable, hot paste
is the manipulative serpentine bondage of the Snake.


Evil drab syrup
of the snake control.

blackest of the black lies
un-forgiven
not forgotten
No.

Every word  -
to that very last acted letter 
that came from fucked up mouth 
that came from fucked up head (his smut head)
is a scam is a scam
is a scam
The bullshit he pulled out of that mouth
and shoved into mine. 



into falling in with 

sorry 
sordid eyes.

You opportunist.
You opportunistic gold brick.

And you ain't nothing to me now.


You ain't nothin'.


You ain't nothin' but
a sweet talkin' rat,
a  backsliding wolf 
a cussed snake
a vile snake
a bad Snake.

i read your latest publication.
how did it say?
"i've hit the dark ages
of my life's history"
well then, my honey Serpentes, why so sour? 
Welcome to what happens 
when you cut me away in a slanted line.

Welcome to your life, Snake.
Welcome to your life:
600 years of degenerate, godless, inhuman behavior.
Welcome to your life.

(oh, 
something else...)

you really can
torture a woman

enslave a girl,
cut her throat, 
slit her wrists,
drown her flames under low dirty water,
burn her blessed hands,
blow her eyes with smoke,
throw her out, out a window, impale her flesh on wrought iron fence
leave her to decay

and then 
just

wash it all away
with your
pig-headed remorselessness.


You're a stale excuse for breath in this life.
My mind is inviolable now 
to your snake control.

i only have one last thing to say before I erase you and wipe you from my eyes: 
would you be a man?






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