SNAKE
coiled
about itself
like
an ouroboros
dead
inside
a
zip lock baggy
in
a freezer
so
much more
than
a reptile
on
ice
look
at it
closer
touch
it
touch
it!
pick
it up
hold
it
you
don’t get it
do
you
you
don’t see it
do
you
the
overwhelming
beauty
how
everything
is
urgent and matters
even
road
kill
how
can you
when your
brains aren’t scrambled
and
time
hasn’t
come unhinged
when
you aren’t standing
nearly
naked and shedding
in
the middle
of
your own life
while
a killing cure
snakes
through your veins
how
can you
when
the road you’re on
isn’t
crawling with
unexpected
switchbacks
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