Sibilant Games
What is a mothers duty but to raise her little ones and spark curiosity in them? To show love is always the answer And to protect your own before others A ducking raised Around seething snakes Refusing to partake in the killing of others Or smothering of the younger through lies, trickery, and shaming ways They mock the little duckling, her soft flesh so exposed. The arched spine, the dry, scaly hiss A glint of enamel flashes in the light The ducks eyes wide- then a SNAP The siblings laugh at this game The duckling frozen stiff As if she never played Her posture of certain death Gave the snake a slip away Laughing at the little scratch
