Hunger
I saw the rattle snakes, cobras and anacondas
slithering in-between my toes but not of them bit but off of my flesh or bite me at all
the field of Green was greener then I thought It would be more fresher and safe
then I thought I would be.
I saw fresh fruit dangling of trees off like crystal diamond chandeliers in ball rooms of fancy mansions and restaurants
Big, glossy fruits, luring me in to take a taste
Mangoes, coconuts, apples and oranges with tangerines too
watering in my mouth for the burning desire to eat them all
I opened my mouth with hunger, wondering in my drifting thoughts where I would go next
I know I was free and the snakes vanished, what now?
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