Titanoboa cerrejonensis
When this diminishing skin of self-pity refuses
to slough off & relinquish its groaning contents,
my pain sends me inward to my prehistoric depths…
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SLHARPERPOETRY 
48 feet long? 5 is enough to make me shiver. Zero gravity would be so pleasant on those days…
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I need a hyperbaric chamber, because the muscle relaxers seem to interfere with my poetic mojo.
As for the snake, she’s a beauty! Her closest living relative is the green anaconda.
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Muscle relaxers put me to sleep, but pain is difficult to write through. You are in a hard place…😦
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