Interpretation

Crawling toward the sun Reptile skin shimmering, Eyes darting, head Swaying side to side, Wary predator, Accidental prey, A shadow moves, muscles Tense to spring or fly The size is so important Since mistakes regretted Are more than old shed skins Drying in the sun Below a favored perch. So much depends upon Correct interpretation Of sunlight, shadow, sound, And subtle sense of smell, A spider's web, a knife Edge, Divide the night From day, life from death. Judging the shadow right Insect exoskeleton Hiding softer flesh Is broken and transformed To lizard flesh and bone.

Bryan Ness
Published in Joey & the Black Boots, Poetalk, & BAPC Anthology #17