this bed, this
winding snake, this
deadly and unforgiving giant,
swollen with rain or made dry
by the heat of the sun. Sightlessly, it runs; nearly immortal, never the same.
Giver and taker of life, roaring, raging,
serpentine god, slipping infinitely into the far
distance, clocking in its current the flow of the universe,
not in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks or even years;
it keeps time on the order of millennia, to the beating of the
world’s silent heart. Giver and taker of life, roaring, raging
serpentine god; once tamed, forever stripped of life.