Lightning Box

I lied in front of the electric womb,
staring at it,
as if there was an umbilical cord of radiating light
wrapped around my stomach like a glowing snake
clinging to my navel with is fangs,
feeding me bubbling images of light
like venom, poison nourishment.
My knees pressed up towards my chest,
my fading hypnotized eyes looking at the flashing snake skin,
seeing moving pictures
dancing on its rainbow scales.
I hoped the womb would become pregnant with death,
pregnant with death, pregnant with death,
I pressed the button,
an explosion of blackness, darkness,
turning off the TV
I laughed,
sometimes life is not what you think it is….

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