Through the darkest paths



17/11/2016 An abstract piece about danger and oblivion

The snakes lay waiting in long grass

their sinuous bodies curled out of sight. 

Poisonous spiders with lightly dancing legs

climbing silently up yours, tender skin exposed.

Hungry, silent shiny teeth stalking in shadows,

slavering jaws just slightly agape.


...I skip along

light as a butterfly,

free as air...



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