You coiled your length around me <br />Until I saw, swore I saw <br />Your forked tongue <br />Flicking in and out of the years <br />That hatched us in those cold dens <br />With colder mothers. <br /> <br />They coiled their lengths around us <br />And squeezed <br />Until tears rolled down my face. <br />Yours was lit by a smile <br />As you baby-fondled the <br />Icy scales of that <br />Woman <br />Who never slithered far enough <br />Away from you, <br />And the broken shells of <br />Your youth. <br /> <br /> <br />(Published in 'Rites of October' Oxhead Press, Minnesota.)<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snake-9/
