This poem is taken from PN Review 264, Volume 48 Number 4, March - April 2022.
King of Snake and other poems
King of Snake
Yes I remember being hated
and life as the King of Snake
that internal rosebush feeling
looking in a mirror I saw scales
on my face each one a complaint
about someone I became again
I was used to transformation
other lives and circumstances
lover and gentle friend both
at times the under and over dog
up on the midnight mountain
I was reacquainted with these faces
feeling the kitchen sink emotions
and I wept before my slimy destiny
but it’s thrilling being a Medusa Man
...
Yes I remember being hated
and life as the King of Snake
that internal rosebush feeling
looking in a mirror I saw scales
on my face each one a complaint
about someone I became again
I was used to transformation
other lives and circumstances
lover and gentle friend both
at times the under and over dog
up on the midnight mountain
I was reacquainted with these faces
feeling the kitchen sink emotions
and I wept before my slimy destiny
but it’s thrilling being a Medusa Man
...
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