Red Viper Strikes Again

And so the Red Viper enters in again,
With splinter bits of poison and sin.
Who left the door wide open for her
To slither along the floor with black-
Painted core of soul to score quick
Bites in the thick of her profusion
Of confusion?  And tis not illusion;
Only self-delusion if you think she’s
Safe when she’s put you on the brink
Of another collapse, relapse into fog
Of war you never meant to fight, blight
On your heart,weak now with no might
And rescue out of sight; sheer height
Of cacophony drowning out all reason;
Red Viper’s never quite out of season,
No plague ever is, and so never should
You have left the door open … again;
Now you’re on the floor, and writhing
In pain with no gain or torpid victory.
Ah! But you should’ve know from history
Not to leave your life’s door wide open
For the Red Viper! Who is on your side?
She’s slick and now you’re deeply sick
From poison coursing through your thick
Heart, so sensitive; tis the part you
Chose to play, right? And now you pay!

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