If I was a snake charmer
I’d try to charm something else
they strike the warm-blooded and happy
they slither in the dark
where I can’t see them
I can be charming, but I’m not very good at it
I’ve been bitten several times
and the venom circulates within me
Ask a snake how they became a snake
and they’ll hsss at you
the pit is not fair
the sneakiest shed their scales
and when they spy their skin
they can’t deny
what they are
I’ve been getting colder
and it’s not just the weather outside
warm
happy
healthy
people
keep running by
and I hsss at them
I’m a charmer.
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This is really saddening and I can resonate with this. Beautifully and solemnly written, I enjoyed these lines especially:
“I’ve been bitten several times
and the venom circulates within me
Ask a snake how they became a snake
and they’ll hsss at you”
Brilliant with some humor in the mix of the solemnity. I love your work.
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Well said, my sentiments exactly!
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Thanks Lucy. I’m glad that you enjoy my writing!
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Thanks for the link observation blogger!!!
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