A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto





sedentary snakes

lie still

with me

on a dark road


when I wake,

they will subliminally strike in sacrifice

or wrest away the poison

from my heart


dormant fangs demurely  

dig into the skin of my past

suck the love from deep within

my telltale heart, that won't stop beating


even after it is paralyzed 

with fear.






© 2021 jacob erin-cilberto

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Seems like you can't live without a thick pair of boots anymore. The only antivenin being time. Great write J. This hits home for me

Posted 1 Month Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

you got me, thank you for your understanding words, Kee.
You had me reciting the Doors Riders on the storm - there’s a killer on the road! When you mentioned snakes which automatically give images of an arid climate but with love one could not go past Medusa’s snakes, and love used in an evil way. Yes this write had a Greek Mythology feel.

Posted 1 Month Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

thank you for your words, andrew....
Yes! I know these snakes. Be it in the grass or lying sedentary on a road, they are always waiting to strike and poison our hearts and pump us full of venom. Yet still, our foolish heart will keep beating and taking the tips of those fangs. In many respects we are suckers for punishment! I'll share the anti-venom if I ever find it, Jacob. I enjoyed your metaphor here. 🌹

Posted 1 Month Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Month Ago

I appreciate your illumination of the always...
Yes, suckers for punishment...m.. read more

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Added on February 27, 2021
Last Updated on February 27, 2021


jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL

Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..