Snake people breathe and weave realities
Wear clothes and enter sleeves
They point up toward the new sun
Colored by the yellows of unseen victory
Unseen fires that exist far from here
Snakes stretch out into thick canopies
Their shadows cutting out the same noble sun
The star we see pass the sky and put itself down again
The snake heads full of fang and hiss
Burn as it rides the say in law with daylights
The world is deprived
Snake heads burn white and become the unmentionables
Who walk the earth cursed
The deeply undesirables
who go to ground as pestilence replaces the surface
Only to emerge in the abundance
parasitic dancers
Their skin pale their venom hemotoxins fresh and deadly
Snake heads only prey and survival
Belly crawlers that rise to bite
But worship the sun no longer
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