Swallow

Death and Life
swallow each other,
like a double headed exotic snake
devours the tiny rodent
as it thinks its' just a shadow
on the trail at sunset.
The dead, sitting with an appointed spiritual master,
someone he would have 
disregarded in life,
now only wishes for a chance at reincarnation,
while the living
pay a fortune teller 
to find out 
what he's up to
on the other side.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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