TUESDAY


I killed a snake this morning
I didn’t want to but I had to
It is like killing spiders
I don’t like it
But it is something
That needs to be done

Mosquitoes
I don’t mind
Killing mosquitoes

I used a shovel
As a weapon

The snake did not flee
It curled around a crate
As if tying itself
Into a knot

I was hoping for the snake
To get scare and go away
But it was defiant

I also used the shovel
As a catapult
To hurl the detach head
Into the field

Food for the birds
Or the rabbits
Or the cats
Or the dogs
Or whatever gets there first