The Dance of the Cobra
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of the body that stirs, that sings and serves itself with elegance, deadly but unharmed.
Her eyes, two bowls of embers, sequence the night without hesitation, a whistle gives meaning to her life,
black song, spell.
Under the moon, her neck shakes like a shadow in the throes of death; at each turn she applauds the rhythm, an indomitable sovereign in good and evil.
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