Python
Python,
lay there,
and just so,
eyes shut,
serpentine length,
showing all guts,
the conical menace,
of its face,
riveted open,
every half an hour,
for god know what,
I watched with revulsion,
I know not why,
was its glistening grey,
or for its cchimerical,
lay for a prey,
it was in siesta,
and looking for fiesta,
I watched in fascination,
as it moved inches,
and then stopped,
I imagined how in its,
hundreds of pounds,
would it crush,
we have pythons in humans,
look for them,
their features are same,
and never ever,
let them call out your names.
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