Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Bio

Boa Constrictor

Boa Constrictor 

 This is turning into a diary of a slow death I had another fall
I was taking picture of some Interpretable bushes where I was
sure I had seen an animal, not unlike the Tasmanian tiger.
I did not see the hollow up to my waste in plant roots beginning 
to strangle me like a nest of hungry squeezing snakes. 
I knew of a man who had an anaconda in his basement and once 
a week it gave the snake a sheep carcass, but then he had to stay
in the hospital for three weeks, being an animal lover, he checked on 
his monster that mistook him for a sheep carcass strangled and
swallowed him shoes and all, weeks past, where is Jonas when they 
broke into his house they found a hungry snake, and that was all.
Regarding the roots I cut myself loose with my knife which I always 
when falling into a hole and have rabbits snarling at me and black
crows are cackling with glee.

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