Bite

A tube of

Glass,

A

Fragile,

Cylindrical,

Prison.

It holds a

Serpent

Made of

Rainbows and

Light,

But still very much

Flesh.

The cell is

Hardly large enough

To hold it.

You wouldn't

Think the

Snake

Could turn within its

Confines,

Yet, the

Being moves so

Fluidly and with

Such ease, you'd

Scarcely believe it.

Lest you saw.

I chose to

Let

It

Free,

And opened the

Container.

The serpent had

Seemed so very

Docile, before.

But, when

Looking away,

Just a moment,

I found

Fangs in my

Back.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

I dig the style, it's a stripped down version of the very same thing I usually do. So, me being the selfloving s**t stain that I am, I can say that I certainly love that part.

But you go to far here, just a little too far. It reads choppy and halting, and not in a good way.

It's a fine concept but the format is all wrong.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

Well, it just reflects the nightmare i had, is all. Had to put it down.

[Davidgeo]

Just an observation from my reading... no need to fret either way. I have bad taste anyway.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

Yeah, i know.

[johnbakuts]

There are a lot of serpents in my country. They will bite you specially at your back and you'll never know what hit you until you feel the venom quickly spreads killing your intellect or even your personality. This is the reason why I hope that my fellow country men would stand up and chased these abusive serpents away. Let them be contained.

[Davidgeo]

What country are you speaking of?

[johnbakuts]

Well, I do not want to reveal it for privacy reason. But its whereabouts is somewhere in southeast Asia.