Viper

This did not come out of nowhere, our fight.
The timing could not have been more perfect.
You were laying in wait until I was weakened
by my Grandfather's death.
Your kindness caught me off guard and I believed
your held out the hand of sympathy.
Only you striked the tender inside of my wrist
to watch me bleed,
and on my vaunderable emotions you feed.


I am not the victim in this fight.
You will not strike me when I am down.
I get back up and you hit the ground.
To not test a woman who just lost her Grandfather.
I will snap off your fangs with my bare hands.






VR 2002