Maybe wisdom causes folly;
Knowing chance might cause escape
I thread paths I should not thread.
Knowing that packed close enough
nails become a cushion,
I walk upon their sharp edges.
Knowing that poison is pleasure
in some portions,
I sip the serpent's venom..
Copyright © 2011 Leslie Alexis
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