11:19 p.m. - 2003-11-13
a snake
a snake
there was one green snake sliding along the ground of the jungle, he has no legs and no hands. he darts his tongue out swiftly. he dunno what to do. night falls. he hasn't reached the destination. he is losing sleep and the moon is high up in the sky already. theres nothing he can do. he never felt so alone suddenly, but thankful for the owl's hoots, maybe it will swoop down and capture him.
snake snake for god's sake
take a break.
for god's sake where have you been.
some words are better left unsaid.
