Apparent Destiny
The asp has wrapped itself around my leg,And sinks its fangs into my hip. Its eyes
Look up at me. No real words issue from
Its mouth, but its thoughts are quite clear
To me: "I will not leave you; be assured
That pain will follow you until you fall into
Your grave."
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-10-14 at 01:57
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