Snake in the Breeze

Noah

I feel your hand between my skin and spine.
Messaging upward on every rigid line.
I see you turned away from the center of your life.
How did you wind up with that knife?

Creeping up inside my head.
Taking control of the flies that spread.
I can sense the overall decline.
Surfing the end of the line.

Words will whisper to call upon rot and decay.
Nightmare's in our heads get stuck on replay.
Preserve me in own doing.
Mummified by a fool's ruling. 

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 20th, 2017 16:37
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  • emily7th

    Wow, love this one! Felt drawn in from the first line.

  • Noah

    Thanks! I'm glad you liked it



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