Slithering ……….

I am the bigger devil
Always will be

I watch the snakes slither through the grass and in the end it is I that dictate their pathways

I know their nature
Know what drives them
Understand what basal instincts they are responding to

I invite them in
Show them not to fear me
Relax their need to hide

Knowing their next move before they make it

They never see the lid slowly closing on their cage

In the end I get exactly what I want
They never stood a chance

The whole time they believed it was I that was their prey
Never realizing that they were mine

Their triumph
My treasure

I get exactly what I desire
It is they that deliver it to me
Handing it to me on a silver platter…

Cleverly smirking as they pull the wool over my eyes
Sealing their own fate
Guaranteeing my fortune