Open Poetry #9 |
Slithering |
courtney923 Junior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 43 |
Posing as process, time ran astray Under this current, and I'm not afraid Peering from this corner, some eyes and a face Matched this look, with a camera shake My own little brother, and his little snake A shreik from my voicebox, and dropped little Jake Slithering this creature, a chair beneath my feet Crying in insanity, my fears overtook me Time that passed, and no one sqealed No one really knows, where he went Maybe he's still lurking, in some other place Hiding in a corner, or some open space Watching for a movement, and making his way |
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