got to watch out for snakes.
snakes as big as daydreams.
daydreams as big as any
nightmares we've ever had.
bigger than those snakes
we're watching out for
while we're daydreaming
of really bit bad snakes and such.
winter in all its nakedness.
and all the sheer cold beauty
that comes with winter season.
have grown quite tired of myth
and all mania accompanying
that mythological world
and all the weirdness therein.
he has fangs.
she's okay with that as
long as he doesn't try kiss.
that would be just to weird,
causing her to take drastic action;
and he's so damned protective
of his lovely set of fangs.
well, he is a snake, so....
in the middle of nothing,
time and world
progress dangerously slow.
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