I know I'm going the right way
when I see the serpentarium,
the giant sculpted cobra
sinking venomous teeth into skyline.
I wonder at the snake's coils,
considering how definitely they comfort,
and how indefinite this world is,
and how hollow the words
"good" and "bad" and "objective."
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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