The snake's gold glaze touched my skin when I went down
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I saw the hot steaming sand of its touch
I scented the breeze of sage brush when it went by
I couldn't feel my limbs
Then I stopped.
Cactus leaves and gila breath
Whisper as they lead you to the door that leads
You know time has stopped when you've gotten this far
Bask in the sunlight and feel the ichor flow
Feel the touch of heat on scales
Know that nothing else moves without it.
Sense the beginning of the day
Feel the breath of the night's coming
Knowing that with the sunset the skin goes cold
And memories fade
What do you want?
Do you want the memory of the day long gone
When the Lizard King walked among us?
Do you want to smell the stale cigarette smoke of those
Long days long ago
When earth trembled beneath the beat of the mighty children
Who danced on Mother Earth and woke her up
Do you want to hear the mother roar?
Do you want a whiskey throat choking
as you taste the day's water.
Or or would you like to tiptoe
Through the forbidden garden?
The one that god said you can't go to
But are you sure that was God talking?
Or the liar