Slithering

Words slide like scales across my skin,
probing with their incessant whispers
hollow fangs overflowing with venomous Truth -
Serpent tongues flickering,
slit pupils reflecting
in the gilded bronze of a mirror.
In a moment of clarity
a deadly asp creeps across my breast,
like an Egyptian queen I await the sting.
Instead I'm wrapped up,
Coiled and constricted
pores suffused with blood and drained
by half truths and blatant lies.