A shadow of a snake
Dangled
From a shadow of a limb
There was not a shadow
Of a chance
I was sticking around
I don’t know why
They say black shadows
Are so fast
When I finally turned
Around
I had dusted that sucker
By, at least, a good two miles
………….
Robert E. Petras is a resident of Toronto, Ohio and a graduated of West Liberty University. His poetry and fiction have appeared in more than 200 publications across the planet.