I want too much

The snake's coil to fall away

My lungs to fill with air

And a warmth on my tongue

Scales wrap tighter

Leaving diamond imprints

They aren't so pretty

In the darkness of my room

There isn't a breath deep enough

To fully oxygenate my blood

Yet red cells rush to my brain

My vision flickering in and out

A metal weight sits on my tongue

Accompanied by a poor flavor

Still I wonder if I should swallow

Or spit it out at your feet like a guilt ridden dog