Animalia

“Jailbait and black snakes are two things I won’t touch with a window pole”  - Breece D’J Pancake

                                                                                          

Warm weather guests

trespass to

bathe in

radiating lakes.

Bare

skin imprinted

as if

grass

pushed back.

Sweet sweat

coconut;

she bakes.

She browns

vanilla cakes.

He studies

celestial bodies

but geology does not

please 

like this.

It took millions of         years to perfect these         hills

                                                               and they will outlive

                                                                                              our Animalia

                                                                                                                appreciation.

Dynamite clouds

break Kyanite

until it leaks

metallic streaks.

Forked tongues

strike & lick.

Heat quivers

like ribbons,

they slither.

out of sight

for cover

There are

no

snake charmers

after

dark. 
Just a ridge arching 

its back; 

fur standing 
on end,

                                                      steaming.