Oh
… awakening to the realisation of a bond,
twisted deeds past stemming from roads
paved with pure intentions,
branching off to accidental destruction,
a sentimental damnation
which tears apart then rebuilds,
good ‘n gold replacing mortar,
sealing familiar cracks.
This serpent enchants
before squeezing its prey cold,
swallowing whole.
It will spit them out later,
embrace them back to life.
No harm done.
Sanctioned addiction,
Accepted belladonna.
Family.
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