domingo, 27 de novembro de 2016

Snakes

I open my mouth and 
it slips through my body
slithering down
a Python

In each movement I count the seconds
like a metronome
constant rhythm

Before i think she could ruin me

one, two, three 

She goes back to my mouth 
so i can barely breathe

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