Twisting Tongues


Fall upon one another
Weaving lies
Catching flies
Turning on brothers.

Look how they flick
Sinfully spitting
Wetly flitting
Venomous, lickity split.

Tired and tangled
To chins
At whims
Near knees dangled.

Dragging in dirt
Across nails
After tails
Nihilistic desserts...

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Sarapin, in the year 641 AF.