Here I Stand

Here I stand

And there you sit

Coiled in your karma wheelchair

Mired in the dysfunctional

Muck of your life

The hissing motor

Convulsing like you used to

With your cursing forked tongue

Licking the air wondering how and why

I am still breathing

In the aftermath of your molesting bites

Spitting out the venom of your touches

Laughing and smiling

At the fact that on this day

I win as I walk away

From your reptilian ways forever

Photo Credit: Giuseppe Milo ( Flickr via Compfight cc

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