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Sep

13

1988

Snake

by Stephen Messer

I had seen a poison berry, eaten by
A poisonous snake, yet the
Snake did not die.

I had seen a man get bitten by
The snake and
Die.

I had seen the snake die.

I had seen man the snake and man the fruit
And man the man.

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