Casting off skins of you
Just those fragment thoughts of you
Shed as your love grew towards her
Sealed inside some sorry beast
With tight lipped straps
Like coiled rinds
Empty of white serpents
They squeeze the threads of you
Like the coiled ones
Around my heart
Squeezing and peeling
Parts of me
Simone Inez Harriman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-serpents/
