Snake

Cold as winter,

Hot like summer,

Dream injected into your soul,

Reality speaking back,

Are all merely illusion,

I slide faster than you think,

Capture me? 

Oh how much I wish,

You think,

Death is slow,

As I watch,

You on the other hand,

You never saw me coming.

~Rajah Dah Bass.

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