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Sweet lizard had her belly to the ground
to feel the first rumbling of things
which have not yet come, but are just
out of sight, threatening.

Her rattle and hiss are early warnings
to a larger community of distracted busy-
bodies who do not heed her insistence, so
she sinks her fangs in and waits for the
attention to turn.

The initial shock aches and stings, but the mind
is a tricky ally to get a hold of,
the body is tended to at first.
The strange tingling down an arm,
a numbness that spreads down one side,
a tightening of the chest, and an unexpected
discoordination that makes the whole
beast lumber to and fro, bewildered and
panting.

The mind raced from one solution to the next,
instead of finding the eye of the storm deep
in the hollows of its body’s wide forest where the
snake waits to tell her story about what it is that
she is afraid of, and
the ways in which she
knows how to
protect.

Date: 2022-11-15 12:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ofearthandstars
Your third and fourth stanzas are really powerful here - the third captures effortlessly the snakebite, but the fourth really redirects us to your protagonist and brings it all home. I love how you set up how she "waits for the attention to turn" and "waits to tell her story" to reframe the entire interaction.

Date: 2022-11-16 03:46 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] bleodswean
Yowza, T. This is an entire novel in one small poem. I do not know how you make this magic.

Date: 2022-11-17 05:35 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dadi
This is bewildering, fascinating and unusual!

Date: 2022-11-18 12:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] gunwithoutmusic
I love the way your poetry feels. This one took me some time because I wanted to re-read it a few times - the first I kind of just let it wash over me, and then later I go back to really dig at it.

I like the shift in the third stanza - it was very sudden but not at all jarring; the whole thing felt like it flowed (or slithered along, as it were) from end to end.

Definitely not something I was expecting out of this prompt, but it worked really well. :)

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