Imagist Poem

faces faces

attack me with open mouths

snakes reach for my freshness

 to attack thier precious prey

sucking life out of me with every swallow

 fortunately i never lose it completely

mouths

of different sizes

threaten to kiss me

but only reach my essence.............

....................................

i'm a water fountain

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