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A Serpents Kiss

By Jordan Melvin
April 21, 2020
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Lonely,
I am fine,
quiet inside.
a war rages on the other side.
there are cracks in my armor,
No perfect men wear armor.
You,
My imperfection,
a variable I cannot account for.
Your slithering, salty, sinking words burrow into me
like a bullet lodged in a dead man’s chest.
A bullet cannot be pulled out without care
I keep it there.
Holding fast to what remains of you,
unaware of its effects.
I see you in places you did not exist,
a bad dream fades into reality.
As I lay on the bed,
there is nothing left to say.
I knew the risk and how it would end.
You watch over me, a serpent’s gaze.
Has the poison taken effect?

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Jordan Melvin

Jordan pace is a human who he would most likely describe as "Perfectly Imperfect" Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1675729077/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?keywords=perfectly+imperfect+by+jordan+pace&qid=1578613445&sr=8-1 I write a lot about my views and opinions on the world, Being relatable has been a strong suit of mine but I have found it as something I never wanted to wear in the first place No current credentials I am a current aspiring poet and the world through my eyes is very gray but showing light shine through molded clouds. I have a very deep understanding of the human brain and mortality as a whole which allows me to sympathize without fully grasping the situation or intent.

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