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Anaconda   (Portland 2004)

snap back your
studded tongue

hinged unhinged
you speak
you squeal
you hiss
your tongue forked in an ugh-ly sssss
speak the freakish
grunting language of an anaconda
from the
coiled curled tape measure
of your
ugh-ly studded tongue

oh this ain't no kind
ab bra cadabra magic
I feel your mean brand of unkindness
encircling me with its crude infinity and
threatening to smother me with more of your
putrified words

all that Portland swagger
hurl, spit and spin

Its so meaningless and full of itself
made up of un-kept unkempt promises
and Babylonian myths
slither your serpentine lies

your dark streets are peopled
with robots with saturnine eyes
who see hear speak no evil
but live with it in their souls

snap back your studded tongue
I won't listen anymore
to your gutter energy
your rabble sniping

I'm done.

Written in 2004....must have been a very interesting year in P-town for me.
Copyright April 2004 All Rights Are Reserved By This Author
Meloo/Melissa A Howells straight from her Tilt-a-World
All RANTS/poetry/prose/ideas are the explicit legal property of this writer.

Thank you for reading. Rewritten and Reworked from previously found/written material.

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