Slithering amongst the snakes hissing,
I glide past one that coiled tight.
My foot in its clasp;
fangs in my toes,
it threatened to swallow me almost whole.

What seemed like a glow,
were his eyes aflame-
drawing me near;
like a moth to his fate!

Feeding on my dreams,
it grew wild, then nibbling at my smile;
it made me a grotesque!

Winding the skins shed by those,
I press my tongue in his mouth…

I draw all venom from his blood; leaving him dead in his own burrow!


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