Sometimes I wanna be the snake

Graceful in its lethality

An evocation of fear and envy

The manifestation of the hate I’d never dare to show

And yes, I am self aware enough to know that what I am romanticizing isn’t beauty

And surely I’d recognize that if I ever had the courage to become what I am not

But in weakness I imagine it must be nice to have the talent, the intelligence come so easily

And the serpent represents the place my ego would remain untouched

It is a fantasy made for the unfortunate of the fortunates

For those with the perfect recipe that just don’t know how to cook

For someone must get leftovers

And they leave it for those of us who slither on the ground