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Jan 2019
I am the Serpent

I am the serpent shedding my skin,
Traveling through space,
time and again.

Open thy mouth,
swallow my tail.
Ending the beginning,
without fail.

Piercing the womb,
becoming the fetus.
The dead are just here
to feed us.
Ben Johnson
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Ben Johnson  40/M/East Texas
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