Viper Teeth

Leo Diarmuid Grey

Shoe-shinning gloss glimmers from those fangs,
Sweet-scented venom
Cut-throat,
Heart-stopping
Liquor,
Suckle at the teat while the Cobra sleeps
Because I’m a sinner for the drink,
That vicious sip –
The burn –
The rip –
So pure –
So rich –
Bleaches my heart

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