Snake

Slithering, sliding,
In the tall grass,
Hiding,
Sweeping, creeping,
Just a beady eye,
Gleaming,
The hot baked earth,
That becomes your home,
And the dark cool places,
To which you belong,
Every quiver in the mirage that shimmers,
Disguises where you are,
The danger of the wilderness,
That a snake calls home.

~Rei Shiori

P.S. I encountered a snake. A real live one yesterday actually. I'm guessing it's poisonous from the bright yellow stripes down its body from head to tail. *shudder*