Pink Snake
Only on the silent nights,
Only on the silent nights does the pink snake return to me. Only when there is nothing else, nothing else but the dark, the grass, the wood, the rain, the me. Only then am I reintroduced to the visceral agony of its narrow beak and writhing body and pulsing scales and razor-sharp blue and red ends and its squirming, thrashing struggle roll and wreak utter destruction throughout the well-articulate labyrinth that I had once fashioned, once thought, that was—my skull. Such gruesome holes, such unsightly dents, such an utter and absolute abomination it had once made my perfect head sculpted in perfect geometric harmony out from the procession of the divine dimensions. A point, a line, a circle, a triangle—what I once was—a square. A perfect, absolute square. Built in absolute harmony with one another. My four sides, perfectly subsisting on one another, equal struggles, equal resistance, a testament to such an existence, utterly ideal in every corner of its being. But no more. The snake has done well and true enough. It rests, beating, breathing, rooting its endless, spindling tendrils all throughout the now hollowed block of brittle stone and marrow. Now it is the snake, just the snake. And I among its endless coils, moist grooves, and infinite gaze. Toiling for all time, to find the other way out.
Hey everyone. Very sorry for this month’s absence. It has become increasingly difficult for me to produce like I once did, but hopefully this little ditty will get things going again. For both my creative and personal drive’s sake, as I’ve also grown increasingly weary of life’s many burdens that weigh on me very—especially—particularly.
But hopefully I can make something of the melodrama I’ve got myself fashioned in. No more “struggling artists”, no more of the “tortured geniuses” act. From now on, I will re-devote myself to being a work of art. To becoming a work of art. Amidst the greater piece on the canvas, touched by the greater artist, that He demands of me.
Thank you everyone. I hope to connect with you all soon. And in closer, more intimate ways.
God bless,
-EAC