Charmer - Poem
Updated: May 25
The sweetest tunes will lure a cobra
from its basket.
Why does it love to bite and call it love
and ask you to believe it?
Ask it. I'm tired of trying.
There's no words capable of reconciling
the dissonance between the alibi and
action
to any sane man's satisfaction
any more than roses from the cult of
Kali.