Delilah Miller

Rookie (San Diego)

Tell It To Me - Poem by Delilah Miller

There is another great, green snake in your mouth.
Crawling and sprawling
to fill the newest silence, caused by your newest doubt.
A whole new serpent,
Listening and christening
you as the newest, brightest miscreant.
At our feet they lie in a pile
Squeezing us until we're wheezing
for a breath of our true selves, or a kiss to last a mile!
Problems on your mind, and diplomacy in your throat,
Blocking and talking
to me, instead of you, unwrapped from a sugar coat.


Don't let that dark python gulp you down!
Swallow and follow
it with a shot of tequila, then whiskey.
Drop that snakeskin bag
and come swallow me.

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  • (3/15/2007 10:09:00 PM)

    WOW, young lady, you are very powerful with words. I had to read it twice. Now this is a different and well done write.. I liked it even though I don't like snakes [of any species, I might add] I thought of the snakes like little untruths....mm. :) :) (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 2, 2011


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