You look at me
You look at me
and it's for the first time, mind you
and with all you can see
you miss my snakes hissing from the top of my head
So I look down at you
because it's the first time for me too
and I realize you're
in another universe, looking past me
Even with a head of snakes
you're looking at her instead
So I glare at you, knowing what it'll do
turn you into stone, dead.
This poem is about:
Me