Coiled

A hiss hidden in the bushes

scales glisten in the sun that

linger in the shadows.

Is it a friend or foe?

It winds around my tired mind

it’s tightly entwined

it hums of the past.

It never strikes

it never bites but it leaves a mark

it’s a strange comfort.

It sheds its skin

but never changes, it has no name

yet you call it yours.

Lola Hobson is a writer/poet based in North Wales. She has had work featured by Wingless Dreamer Publisher in the past. In her free time, Lola enjoys ranting to her unfortunate friends about Bob Dylan.