You’ve been gone
so long
I couldn’t imagine
you could still do harm.
Every time I look
around you’re shedding
your skin,
and I feel claws
pressing in,
opaque scales falling
like snow,
blocking the door.
***
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You’ve been gone
so long
I couldn’t imagine
you could still do harm.
Every time I look
around you’re shedding
your skin,
and I feel claws
pressing in,
opaque scales falling
like snow,
blocking the door.
***
Image via Flickr
Ace Charlotte!
Kind regards
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna, and thanks for visiting! xo
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