Alex Wexelman: “Crawl Like A Viper”
About This Poem
“Look to Steely Dan for my inspiration for this poem.” -Alex Wexelman
Crawl Like A Viper
In the corner of my eye, I witnessed the world come to fruition
High in the sky a tear from a
Cryin’ god. No
game plan. Just
Daylight out of the darkness; land out of the water. You know the story.
Listen, I’d think it outrageous had I not been allowed to
Stare, to gawk at the trees of forbidden fruit and the creatures rising from the
Sea. or is that incongruous with the big man’s story? I forget all the
Time. I wonder, I think, I attempt to be
Free, but is my will my will or am I being controlled by
Gamblers of my fate?
Goodbye good thoughts, my puppet master’s whisky
I am alcohol’s Victim.
Languid, I'll Die in the Night. I Cried and my tears created nothing.
