A Viper's Nest Or A Garden Of Orchids Poem by Mark Heathcote

This is why tonight, I run away
Leave this vipers nest to their disarray
I know a thing or two about chess and cribbage pegs
I know a thing or two about sex and breaking eggs
I know a thing or two about winning and losing
I know a thing or two about domineering men
Their subsisting and coexisting women
They're like a garden of orchids
With soilless orphan roots
Or their like thorny roses
That gouges your heart
Sources out the dark
That gouges your heart
Or their like thorny roses
With gloomy crimson roots
Or they're a garden of orchids
Their subsisting and coexisting women
I know a thing or two about domineering men
I know a thing or two about winning and losing
I know a thing or two about sex and breaking eggs
I know a thing or two about chess and cribbage pegs
This is why tonight, I run away
Leave this vipers nest to their disarray.