Ouroboros {First Draft}

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I am shedding the flesh I have long since outgrown

Gone from the world hewn from their stone

I slither and wind under the brush

You trail my journey, but, I will not rush

Stay paces behind me, for your safety not mine

Be fearful the venom I have stored over time

They wanted an adversary so this I became

Now whisper your opinions, embellish my name

Come closer, come closer, in this fresh light

Comparing the growth, ignoring the blight

Please do not grasp as the scales unwind

Speak to your  remembrances, for the blind lead the blind

Fork my tongue and hiss my memory

I will live on as a fable, endlessly

Wrapping this world, to only bite myself in the end

One thing I know is you were never a friend

Some they will warm me, cold blood to the heat

Others may fear me, bolt in retreat

Some help to carry, slung about their shoulder

The serpent not weightless, only growing older

Softly caress me, smooth and tickling tongue

But let me assure all, my growth is not yet done

A puzzle left for me to refashion

But truly observing is my latest passion

My dalliances are few for mostly I stay hidden

This work that I do is encapsulated within

I hold the knowledge missing from generations past

Like Adam and Eve the repercussions do last

Slitted eyes see more clearly than ever

The time you truly knew me was, well, never

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A lifetime spent wishing others knew the real me, only to find it was never me to begin with. I lived as a flesh suit, stuffed to the brim with others trauma and expectations. Peel back the layers and I sliter free, to grow, outgrow, eat my own tail in rebirth from this breath to my last. 

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