6.09.2010

More wretched flashbacks from the pages of the Boy Scout Handbook.

"Red next to black
is a friend of Jack,"
they say of the harmless milksnake.
"Red next to yellow
will kill a fellow,"
and the coral snake laughs
all your way to the grave.

But what does Jack know
of my taste in company?
Who's to rate
his judge of character?
And what venom out there
can hurt me better
than the poison I've come to love?

It's sloshing through the myths
to dispel what's left of reality.
It's coming for you
and for me
or the remnants of
these parodies of ourselves.
It won't be judging colors.
"Skin next to skin
will do you in,"
and there's little for Jack
or Jill
to say about it.

Good luck.

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