Living Trails
I found Eden in your eyes,
stories of forbidden love, temptation, and betrayal
in your glances.
You have a familiar face
as I have a serpent’s venom
trailing in my blood,
black poison bubbling in my heart
and leaking from my pen,
a chronic low grade fever
gnawing at my soul’s infected edges,
black poison giving tongues
to my racing thoughts
and mutating them into voices.
I have a choir of madness in my head,
I found God,
I pray in all my tongues.
I found Eden in your eyes.
Now, listen to me sing to you.