ever feel like you can’t outrun the venom
— writing so quickly to avoid the snake’s lure ?
it was an evening much like this one
— i’d participated in a group love call
feeling so warmed by love’s universal
— space
only to meet moments later with an
— angry hiss
a cold layer of skin atop mine
— squeezing the life from my hand
looking down i realized it was me
— grasping one hand tightly
as if to tell myself not to fly too far away
— from reality
🔥