Reptilian Mood

I was so taken with writing as a reptile in December of 2009 that I tried it again. I took the second poem apart and put it back together tonight. This is a snake poised to strike, I think, or perhaps a predator lizard. It is certainly no vegetarian.

Reptilian Mood

Behold! I intend
you still, your shudder - cold
stare, cold yellow stare
sizing you up, up
in the clear cool light of noon
of this last summer,
of my sunny rock,
my stand, ‘neath my slow scaled chest,
‘neath my hissing breath.

December 2, 2009 7:20 PM
Edited May 23, 2011 8:04 PM