Serpentarium - Tactile Gemma

The wailing snakes in my serpentarium

Where jeremiads drone in the walls

Hum softly words in fear of punishment

Swallow their words dreding mind readers

Meander in toxic, hot pools

Where cast-off zigzag skin floats

which now sear their hides

Stroke split tongues against each other

Only to envenom one another

Coil up in swarming bundles

Only to strangle one another

Crush and abandon their eggs

Euthanasia for the unborn

Serpent comforting serpent comforting serpent

Caressing in virulence

Adders dig their way throught sunburnt soil

But rock walls stop them in every tunnel

The harmless grass worms slip out throught tiny punctures

And come back at night with tales of the world outside