The ritual of the serpent

My favorite drink in this coil is a schnapps called "viper" it has a texture not unlike snake venom, and its taste is like that of nectar to me...

The liquid calls to me...an emerald viscosness

promising mirth and escape from a static nothing, in exchange for its envenomating grasp...

Its flavor is that of divine ambrosia as its coils flow across my lips.

a welcome numbness is overcoming my mindstate.

surrounding it in a shroud of scales with its fangs deep in my back.

Just enough...and great astetics are transferred to mediums of plastic and leather.

Too much...and the coils tighten...subduing you in the throws of hellish sickness...

Finally comes the venom enduced slumber...once purged from the system, the snake returns at a later date...

And the ritual of the serpent's temptation begins anew...

Reviews

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Yes well written and it is on the same line as my poem "I Flirted with Lucifer." One of Lucifers deguises is that of the serpent, slithering and enchanting with it's suductive slithering and soft hissing.

Excellent writing, thanks for suggesting I read it.