Anaconda – Amitabh Vikram Dwivedi

The cable men struggled with an Anaconda
They unrolled and released it from the winch
And spread a new area network.
Some are poisoned by its vibes
And the rest are planning to taste the venom.
The Anaconda, partly resting and half dying,
Finds its coffin under the dark black lake.
And our lives start; we move in the air.
We talk about the burial.

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