Time is a Snake.


It swallows its path;

it lays the way:

a corridor of darknesss;

a mouth of new beginningss.


To deny the Factssss,

to ignore ssceince,

is to fall backward

while Everything We Are


undulates ever forward:

a corridor of darknesssss


swallowingAll in itss Pathhh.



Particles disturbed

by a flickering tongue.

Dance in the Fire of Life!

AuthorDerek Franz