Friday, November 20, 2009

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Dreams live in snake pits
The diamond nestled in their fangs.
Put your hand in, the snake will bite;
Don’t put your hand in,
Your heart will bite.
The poison will course your veins, nevertheless.
Bite the wound, suck the poison and spit it out.
But there’s no way,
To eject the poison
Of a dream gone to rust in your blood.
There’s no way
To get the dream out of your blood.

1 comment:

MissAnnThrope said...

my most favourite person in the world knew this piece by heart. this is my unofficial statement of purpose. something i keep reminding my self of in times of insecurity.