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the serpent’s deceit

the world coils tightly
burrowing beneath the skin on my back
a snake

winding
around
and
around

delicate curvature
forcing
arches
and
valleys

hunches collapse

with every blink
every sound
every distracting chirp of technology

the serpent grows aggressive
anxious
tearing at my ligaments
urging a union (a cyborg relationship)

begging me to forget

“I’m human”

 

it knows
if I remember

 

I could destroy it all.

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