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Slippery, Simple Shadows
Hello, slippery, simple shadows, and whom wilt thou hidest today?
The filthy, greedy king, or maybe the fair maiden who satan led astray.
Ne'er be fitting, a secrecy such as yours befitting a thief
Hands with silvery swift touch--a moonlight hope to her grief.
Oh, slippery, simple shadows of hours past sleep
How dreadful your face and burdensome you creep.
Disturbing the virgin babe sleeping in olden wine
Forbidden a kiss, a moment of bliss a longing, dutiful whine.
You liar oh, slippery, simple shadows so bold
I hid in you trying her love and thinly made vows so cold.
But you, oh, slippery, simple shadows of old
Made my blood fry, my kindness die from another stolen mold.
Oh, envious, slippery, simple shadows of sun so bright
Crashing death's grin, burning within in vineyard's night.
Slippery, simple shadows so straight and false
I, the fool oh glory so lost and defeated the cause.
Such linen lies, how I loved the sound of gore
Slippery, simple shadows, your name is being no more.
Musical jests and jackals of chess, a lover once held my eyes
Slippery, simple shadows my lover moans, groans and dies.
Ahhh, half moon sly, oh, winery night, but sin comes quick
Slippery, simple shadows my champion of vile now can lick.
Steps not known to stairs alone, the seas can purge the blood
But you, slippery, simple shadows, your lies now dung and mud.
Lay men down, whorish slippery, simple shadows and gloat
Stealing themselves beyond the colors in meadow's moat.
You ne'er see danger and filthy fires burn with no flame
Slippery, simple shadows your call only mocking my name.
Now we fade lightly in lifeless breath . . .
Slippery, simple shadows
Standing bent the price of liar's bow
Thin in word, thin in trust and still be your forgotten death.
© 2017 Kenneth Avery