Analysis

My mouth tastes my bitter saliva

Oozing from the glands under my tongue

Spreading across the senses ever so gently

To persuade me to puke out the words

That have held me tight in a chokehold.

Snaking thoughts pour along the nerves

A small child screams inside me relentless

I open these eyes surprised maybe

I grasp at empty air for the little hands

I can't rescue me from the abyss

Then the beautiful aqueous resin pour replace

The child's yelping without a parent beside it....

Into a translucent thick gelatinous block.

Times passes in a mellow indifference to agony.

The sour alkaline bile rises to the throat today

Insomnia with nostalgia resurfaces like a frog sneaking

A peek at the world from under the lotus pads safety

With full knowledge of the banded snake lurking for this opportune moment, right around the waters edge.

The child wiggles to free itself from the captivity of mucilage.

Alas dear one, I say, you cannot be let out , it's a snake eats snake circle out there.