The serpent has mingled with my blood
As she devours me, I become her lover
Half lidded eyes closed with numbness
My body tingles from her touch
She has me paralyzed
She has left me speechless
Her poison runs through my veins
I can feel her all over my body
She has become I
And I she
I can feel myself becoming dead yet alive
Becoming, Soil, water and sky
All things and none
My soon to be widow lays across my bed
And Weeping Mary, weeps
As I leave her for another lover
I am afraid to close my eyes
What a heartfelt memory of horrific happenings. Too vivid no doubt to be recalled without pain. Brilliantly portrayed. Fay
this is amazing. I started feeling dizzy....... slowly........ reading your deadly experience. More interesting is that you could write this experience in such simple words so succinctly.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is amazing. Beautiful writing can come out of the most painful experiences, pain that you imagine can only end in death. Very nice.