My limbs dangling in the jungle gym, becoming the knot of an albino python, and jaw breakers-- jump rope with two bodies-- i severed-off my legs in the sand box-- stuck in the ground like the trees crooked finger bones-- abandoned my arms still limp on the monkey bars-- my father used to hold me up by my waist to help me cross each rung-- and there i discovered what it felt like to walk on water from a jungle gym-- you can't blame me for wanting to become a serpent-- i was never a person likely to make much use of my limbs anyway-- spent too many afternoons on my stomach from the candy shop floor waiting for stray root beer barrels and strawberry jelly candies-- unhooked my jaw in anticipation for the consumption of an entire world scrubbed clean in the glare and flicker of linoleum-- elect me in lavender-- in a body fresh as a stove top coil-- i'm only hot as your morning-- warm me under the blaring neon sun of the ice cream parlor-- don't mind me-- i'm just waiting for you to misplace a gummy worm-- sweet tooth sunk deep into my own forgotten limbs-- this licorice rope is my body-- make penance out of a hand full of jawbreakers-- what do you know about the snake who eats their tail?-- or about the human who bites their arms in an attempt to feel remorse for some sin they might have once committed with sweet fangs-- how many pounds of juju bees did you need to lose your teeth? when you're tired take refuge in a fist of taffy-- pythons are easily mistaken for the flavor banana-- i shaved off my hair from the side of sand box where i hid my legs-- there was the ancient ruins of a sand castle but only you and i would have known it was there-- skip rope with the long-hair girls when they sing apples, peaches, pears, and plums tell me when your birthday comes-- so i answer with an unhinged kiss and a mouth three jaw breakers deep-- they never teach you what to do once your mouth is full-- apples peaches pears and plums-- i'm as old as the knee caps tied into a spine of a tree-- older than a spool of taffy or sugar geode-- i became a python to be able to eat jawbreakers-- gulp the long hair girls and their baskets of apples, peaches, pears, and plums-- the apology of a bruise-- the impatient hum of an empty candy shop-- arms still dangling from the monkey bars--