bitten
traded sins and exchanged toungue lashings
within the folds of the night
under the blankets of the moon
away from the ashes and the carcass on the fire
i see sounds become ghosts
and you are sleeping now, without a smile.
and the snake bites.
within the folds of the night
under the blankets of the moon
away from the ashes and the carcass on the fire
i see sounds become ghosts
and you are sleeping now, without a smile.
and the snake bites.