My DNA Test Results Revealed a Lineage of Bad Guys

A snake spirit guards my wooded kingdom,

My naked flesh and apple heart.

Like snow, the leaves have turned the

Ground into a bed, making the same

Screams with each footfall,

The same reminder that no one else has

Crossed my path. My gait is met with

Bowing backs of crooked trees, and

The occasional assassination attempt

By naïve twigs,

 

Perhaps I am Rasputin, shoved back into a

Body with jitterbug legs and a smoking

Habit, excuse me future smoking habit,

That won’t kill me or my black magic,

That stuff I use to bite the hearts of women

And more men, that stuff that leaves cosmic

Fungi in the corners of your room. Consume

It and ejaculate knowledge.

 

In the back alleys of my beard I plot

A secret bonfire, the sort fueled by

The Magna Carta and the dead sea scrolls,

All the better to birth a phoenix companion,

The sky is so lonely and the hawks I hunt

Have all adopted the hoods of falconers,

Opting into servitude just to have something

To rebel against.

 

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