![]() The Blue SnakeA Poem by Ken e BujoldLess than zero, dregs of a dead coffee added to a year's writing--not much worth salvaging. What's needed is action, some mind full direction... a bit of plot thickening the broth, a pinch... my inner doubts churn--let us not turn weary, good company ruins bad character.
The central thought is small, smaller than the dreamt about ideal--the blue snake in the closet needs to be fed. I sense the sly slither of something, rustling sheets, crossing over t's, doxxing the balloon, when the slightly tarnished blonde stirs hungry, murmurs, the blue snake awake.
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12 Reviews Added on October 3, 2022 Last Updated on October 3, 2022 Author![]() Ken e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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