Anaconda Poem by Amparo Perez Arrospide

Anaconda



I am what I am not how
not to be in the present
tense: slow motion,
inside the anaconda´s tracts,
another beast becoming what
it no longer is, (was
an I) , its pulses throbbing, fading into...

“a rush of blood to the head”

or Jonah´s voyage inside

a greater Voyager.

or a nondual realization.

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