I Slither

My thoughts reveal themselves to me
I knew they hid until some turmoil had ended
Until I learned the method of my ways
a method of terror

My growing teeth only bite myself
poisoning what I already created
like a cathartic snake that keeps devouring itself
injecting itself with venom

Creating a lethal poison
and I'm not even an apothecary

fuck these false teeth
fuck...
the wall before me, and the fire behind me
I must destroy, before I can create

Running in place, but I just keep moving
Close to 90 miles, and I just kept trucking

I knew that I would eventually start tripping
but I said fuck it - I kept injecting more venom
I needed the prison escape of the century
leading down into a chasm, pushing past the unshoveled dirt

plunging so far down
...I was almost eating worms