Snails

early morning and snails are crossing the sidewalk
there are all sizes and i would guess 
age has something to do with size
not all make it across, large and small
young and old
several mashed snails are on the sidewalk
the snails do not move very fast at all
their trails indicate that they are not 
crossing in a straight path or line
in fact looking at their trails makes one wonder
why they do not move in a straight line
is it that they are intoxicated or maybe
its a maneuver much the same as ships at sea
use to avoid torpedos
or maybe just possibly they continually forget where
they are going or what they wanted to do 
in the first place 
when walking i try to avoid stepping on them
but that requires me constantly looking down
and that’s not always possible.
but seeing the snail carnage it gives me
pause as i must assume some make it across
so naturally i must ask “where do escargot?”

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