The Snake's Pit

Snakey Demons... Echoes are great in the caverns of life hearing yourself later again as others and more... But not when you hear the echoes hiss hiding, caniving, snakes hissing hissssssssssssssss.. . . ssss ssssssssssssssss sssss hisssssssssssssssssssssssssss.. . . . It can only be, but a lost soul or often many, hissing to comfort hissing as one entangled as they slither their cold hearts and broken demented spirits... As they huddle under their rotting fester unable to find the light stuck in the pit of darkness without the means of freedom!! Heed the mistakes of worthless journeys! shed thy skin escape thy sorrow be reborn and ask, beg to be free!.. . And you might walk again free! off your slithering belly! yay!!!

(c) Jason Christopher 2017 ©Jason Christopher 2017

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