Anaconda of the Jungle

May 31, 2012
By Creative.Poet BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
Creative.Poet BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
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The sound of the great centipede speeding through the tunnels,
emerging from the cave to a bright city scape,
where the tallest buildings and the brightest art exist.
The tracks, an arrow, pointing in the direction of a never ending loop.
The roar of a lion, the slither of a snake running through the landscape.
The anaconda weaving through the trees.
The artery of the biggest city,
the vein of the longest body.
A city and her centipede.
Her veins, her artery.
Her subway.

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