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The Python

When a new woman enters my life,
the time comes to introduce her
to the python of personal history
that I keep around as a pet.

I'm almost 58 now,
and the darn thing
has grown quite long!

I watch it
curling about her legs
as she reads its occult,
reticulated skin.

After awhile,
it sort of slides between us
and goes into hibernation,

but there’s no way around it—
you have to introduce them.

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Comments (3)

Max...I love this one. I found myself chuckling in the first stanza and thought the metaphor was probably over, then it went on to continue to surprise.
dear reif, if you could explain the last two lines to me.
Very interesting metaphor, Max. This is well done. Raynette