Broken helix of thoughts
Twisted strands of desire
Like writhing snakes
In friendly lawns
A single window open
All doors bolted within
Enchanted form on bed
Overlooking grassy floors
Riddled with stalking lions
A floor of white snakes
Like miniature tapeworms
A single black slither
Like twisted heart’s desire
Harken!
The call of the black
The siren of my eyes
Under the thrall of night
In the bosom of stars
9 years ago
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