The Shedding Done

The skin of a snake,

curled back around itself,

left lying in front of a door,

for me to find,

on a day,

when I felt bound and gagged,

by the old ways, 

skin so tight,

I could feel my bones,

giving in,

at the junctures,

in was hard to breath,

to move,

to think.

 

Then,

the snake skin:

the shedding done,

the body free

to go.

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