Snake-Bitten Poet

Snake-bitten poet, blue foam emitted from mouth Nobody find a clue of endogenous inner death; Wings fire-burnt, Body anointed with ashes.. Suspicion like deep dark cloud overcast the ravine; Rotatory polarizaion! A vertigo! The poet vertiginous? In the centre of whirlpool a fathomless dark hole; The poor poet fallen into the hole... Self-abnegation? Amnesia? Suicidal? Who would rescue? Who would rescue? The sky laughing blue The light sportive... Metre, language, emotion, passion twisted in the hole... The poet little by little drowned into the deepest water..