In another world I use the nickname “Mitla”, a comic’s character.
She is a witch killed by the poison of her own snakes
Mitla is tired and she breeds the snakes
that kill her while his time so fast passes
Her virtues into vices change; she
fondles miseries of futile instincts
Alike a cat she skips into a dream,
benefit of her second nice life
with which she goes along and it’s easy.
Only one is the life and its essence
May, 25th 2016