RIC S. BASTASA


The Snake - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

sometimes
i feel like i want to shed off
all my skin
and molt like a snake
perhaps
to feel what the snake
does

one time there was
a snake under my
bed

it was helpless
as it was molting
i could not
bite

i did not touch
it
i did not mind
it

perhaps
it is the same reason
why people
in the house
too does not mind
me
and never for once
ever touch
me

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 18, 2011


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