black snake

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I have found the home of my black snake

in the pit of my stomuch, that pushes into my heart and into my throat

I choke on it as it grows legs

creeping into my lungs

I call out to those around me

but they do not understand

they do not have a black snake in them

coiling and climbing

immobilizing me to my very core

my mouse of a soul has been consumed

and the snake has taken permanent residence. 

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