a snake in solitary
In the still of the night,I sense a feeling,creeping upon meLike an old snakewith sharp scales,Making way to a revelation. My arms don’t workas it crawls up my neck.Bruising my tender skin,with venom that usually fadesaway in the morning,but the night was still. He shed his skin.I stared at the wall,with a solitary tile,paralyzed into […]
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