I had a poem to say
just before swallowing my own tongue
it slithered down my throat
and nested in the left lung
now a snake sleeps there
holding my heart in its mouth
unaware of time
unspoken
undreamt of
I had a poem to say just before swallowing my own tongue it slithered down my throat and nested in the left lung now a snake sleeps there h...
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