Venom

he’s a snake these days

slithering around

an anaconda

he suffocates me

 

I wish you were here

you’d stop him

you’d be stronger than me

at least, i’d pray you were

 

better than her anyway

who told him that suffocation was fine

and then left

before she could see the fruits of her labor

 

She is a cobra these days

striking then retreating

into her vast carelessness

she cut her ties

she lives down south

 

please help

her venom

his suffocation

it consumes me

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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