Time

The grains shift, glitter, cascade forth
The vipers rain through the roof
The ticking melts into solitude
The forked tongue hisses still
How did this luminescent skin wither?
Around ankles the relentless slither
Luck runs out,  only fools linger
Undulating upward seeking the heart
Death is near,  my chances meagre

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