Snake

A complete snake is what he is.

His voice slithers venomous words over me.

Arms coiling around constricting me.

Beady eyes attentive to every movement.

He misses nothing.

Terror paralysis me as I fear the next manoeuvre. 

Will he choke me, bite me, wound me or kill me.

His attacks are sudden, unpredictable, undeserved .

But once a snake has hold there is no escape.

I am his mouse, he will taunt till he has had enough.

Then finally the end will come.

◄ Stranger

I just close my eyes. ►

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Nicola Beckett

Mon 29th Jan 2018 20:15

Oh dear 😔

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