kevs reptile house

boa poem

 

I wake from a week long slum

and search for a place to bask in the sun

 

Then back in the forrest under the trees

hunting down my next big squeeze

 

Looking behind rocks and under logs

nothing but insects and little frogs

 

i need something bigger like a rat

or better still a jungle cat

 

flicking my tongue in the air and on the ground

is this the scent of my next meal i have found?

 

followed the scent and now it's stopped dead

it's up in the tree above my head

 

i climb the tree all silent and slow

but it's seen me and jumped below

 

i spent three days tracking that little beast

haven't eaten for at least three weeks

 

one week later at last i found that cat

just looking at him is making me fat

 

stealthily creep up strike out and hit

wrap my body round and start to constrict

 

unwrap my coils now that he's dead

swallow him down whole once i've located his head

 

this may sound cruel and rather horrific

but it's quite natural and suprisingly quick

 

now that i've eaten my monthly fill

i'll go back to my slumber to digest my meal

 

this is why the pet snake that you keep

does very little but eat and sleep