Something New....Someday

Thought the snake is my love, my skin, and my feelings, i wonder when i could take it's place? the lost times of books and music. the snake is my friend, i remember the serpent, coming into my skin, unity. i remember it diving in the river, and sucking my blood for life. i remember always being in love. i remember her face, Ursula, the serpent. the bear snake. who is this?

Another sinew, the roots are anew. felt like the wold was going to end, but it didn't once again. felt like the day was about to go night, but it did, and it was alright. Another step in the depth, another morning dew. The flowers are polluted. The fruit is too, The meat is rotten from the time you kill, till the dinner plate. we have learned to consume rotten flesh. Another ligament, another time to think. the bone structure is killer and we are about to break.

Cultivating the flower of life, tasting the fruit, and planting the seeds. 46 and 2, yet there is only one of me. Wallowing with the serpents, on my belly to see what they perceive, We connect to form a circle, completing eternity.