Mother Hive

A Poem by Roger Morrison

King of the snakes, reptillian sex slave writhe

Mother Hive

Tyler Dameron

Wasting time

Trying to survive

We get high

In the mother hive

You and I

We sink into the floor

Something wicked

Seeps under the door

… Sucks life from my pores

Lost in the desert

Not looking to be found

Grab some dancing sand

And form a crumbling crown

King of the snakes

Reptilian sex slave writhe

Don’t tell the queen you’ve seen

Outside the mother hive

… We let the silence thrive

© 2011 Roger Morrison

Author's Note

Written on 5/7/11

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Author

Roger Morrison

Chandler, AZ

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18 years old, from Eugene, Oregon. Living in Arizona. In the words of H.P. Lovecraft: “The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all i.. more..