Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Baby Snakes

The hypotenuse of the many-headed hydra, as she stood at impossible heights. The muses are hypnotic. He filled my ears with constant radio static, about his past exploits and his changed nature. It was impossible to believe anything he said because my heart with breaking, with a thousand baby snakes rushing out. The sky scrapers, with their mirror-like windows, reflect the sky.