Polly Paulusma - The Pivot on Which the World Turns

Snake Skin

Snakeskin
Like the shape of the shadow
That used to be him
Left behind
Snakeskin
Turn you inside and outside
And nothing remains
Just an outline

Your center slithered off
It floated off a space balloon
Up to the ether, oh
Beat away on a wingtip
And here's my bent finger
Holding on to the string

Snakeskin
All I have, all I hold, is this cold leather hand
Left in mine
But it's snakeskin
Desiccated and blown
Like a husk in the wind of my mind

I'll put it in a box
And drop it down into a hole
That's six feet under, oh
But you've escaped
You floated off a silver space balloon
Up to the ether, oh
Beat away on a wingtip
And here's my bent finger
Holding on to the string
Holding on to the string

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Writer(s): Hippolyta Clemency Magdalen Paulusma
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