Season Of Severing Poem by Keith Dovoric

Don't repeat the things I've said -
They might be taken out of context
In this pit of rats and vipers,
We're all guilty of what's said next

The gag is placed - silence follows
There are some things
I will never swallow

Don't read into things I've said
Don't insert things in these lines
In the era of designer-frustration,
One steps lightly for fear of mines

It's a good season
For severing tongues

And don't pretend to be holy or pious
Out of fixation on your pride
Evil judgment when your soul is your Pilate -
Ergo the swords piercing your side

The gag is placed - silence follows
There are some things
I would never swallow

It's a good season
For severing tongues