Behind Medusa Eyes:
In collaboration with Michelle Standish-Phillips
Bite my lips,
recalling words
thrown at my back;
piercing as snake bites-
Moments notice,
filled with anxiousness;
like entering a snakes den,
clearly innocences
has no place here—
My unburdened heart
is fully convinced
So-called friends
filled the room
Jonesing for rock-solid connections
unlike a temple of doom
With all these snakes around me
Partially, parched, python
ENVY
in their eyes darker than Viridian
glossolalia,grueling, grasping
Saying I seducing ya
Call me medusa
Stone- faced liar!
Glaring with
ouroboros irises
like auroral rings
in a night sky...
Rolling my eyes,
like dice
outcome snake eyes
Unreliable inner-circle
US
going round in circles
DETACHING
my dignity is never served
on a silver platter!
Holding up my own head,
hissing at mindlessness;
Spew cheapen words
Offense taken-
my kind-heart-(not a play thing)
my tongue sharp, boneless
as venomous
as the black mamba-
You’re no longer needed
Soaring above this
like a Pegasus;
Shedding the weight
of your expectations—
This momma’s got fangs
Wishful instantaneous death
Immortalized in ink
For all to see,
truest colors,
always bleed through...
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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