The Sweet Escape
There is a reddish Serpent coiled in the Rafters
of my Mind. Its fangs are sunken into the cross beams
There, making a Triangle.
The Wood is Grainy in color, Glowing and
Pulsing. A rich texture.
It is Homey there, in that yellow-brown texture.
A nibblet of Home-Slice....
Chicken Nugget
and then Room darkness into pitch black sudden
but it's warm there, somehow....
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