Offering Gold

Aroused with head of hair. O grizzly bear! Awake! As fangs do sink into my neck. Reward, if you...O king, my life will spare. I gnaw my nails, depressed...for i’m a wreck. Do you, O beast hear buzzing...wink. Oh honey! You hear the slap of salmon steak, I think?! For you the fields of sticky gold, like money, And hallowed fish - right there! Look there! (I blink) He scuffles off in search of prey. I hurry! Make tracks before he snatches me for snack. My tent long gone. I sigh. I see a flurry. I’d like to catch a break. Just then...a smack. Those lips are huge, the tongue so cruel. I growl. Bereft, I sit within the creature’s bowel. 11/4/2017 Brian Strand Contest #360