Twist

Around your legs
Serpent swings
Quietly sings,
'Don't move, don't breathe'
Because heat turns to hate
When it's twisted.
And you WILL hate.
I control the curling snake,
It smiles when it feels you shake;
And you're scared that I know
Your legs will break
If they're twisted.
And you WILL break.
You'll hide from me
And I'll regret the choices I make-
Though I do it for you,
Always for you.
Closing in around your throat,
Wring you clean,
Don't move, don't breathe-
Because you'll turn into me
When we're twisted,
And we'll twist 'til we bleed.


--Lo