Python
She slithers out of her dress perfectly
like a Ball Python shedding a faded coat of skin.
And her hair floats in slow motion
like astronauts dancing on the moon,
like sun burned autumn leaves letting go of their mother tree,
like a child letting go of a mickey mouse head shaped balloon.
And in her eyes I can see and hear the ocean
and now I'm sinking
now I'm drowning
now I'm letting go
and nothing feels better than letting go.
-Bryce Stoskopf
Copyright © Bryce Stoskopf | Year Posted 2015
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