Light green fronds dip
Pale as poison ponds that sit
willing you bathe in, unwilling to see
The large serpent from within it
moist and cunning
Seductive and funneling
From somewhere deep evil seeps
scales and masks fall only in sleep
The atrocious plot to kill
Written carefully into it´s pupil
Opening like a full moon on fire
through a bleeding night sky
Falling down stairs
Known as betrayal
The serpent´s eye
The last step´s upward sticking nail
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