THE SERPENTS

The Serpents dance hypnotically
and fill the Void with Thought
and in their game of wish-fulfilment
the Sons of Man are caught.

Slaves to their Dream Creations,
enflamed by Hot Desire,
craving ever-new sensations,
singed by the Ancient Fire,
they sink from brightness into embers
from cinders into dust,
with which they fashion ever-new contenders
for their never-cooling Lust.

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