Petals In The Grass

Slither

The time has come
My serpent is here
He's made his intentions
Very clear

He wants to fill me full of venom
With a single bite
Telling me it's useless
For me to fight

Cursed to his belly
At the beginning of time
Slowly up my bed-post
He's starting to climb

Hissing and spitting
Deadly is he
Why can't both of us
Just agree?

Why has he come?
Why am I his prey?
I really wish
He would slither away