the snake and I
horned and with a tail
we wait patiently
to feed upon pages
written with lies
under inspiration
and he asked:
“take me to the serene ponds”
the old snake replied
“you don't belong there!
your soul
breathes deeply
in seething nebulous
burning pit of fear”
he quoted:
“ancient reptile
you're as elusive as a trout
and your serpent body
is swaying above”
then with his tongue
he swallow the whole love of the world
I said "do it again, do it again"
but there was no more love to swallow

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