Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Control

We bumped once,
We bumped twice,
Still,
Have you ever asked
For a permission?

You took a bite
And left it brown.
You turned on the lights
And switched them off
Just so you like

Did you let the serpent eat your brain up
In return for a hardened heart?
But I took it nonetheless.
Is that poison or is that gold?
Did you secretly swap us
Without letting me know...


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