Privy to all the snakebites and other on-goings that will catch your foot if you step off the sidewalk,

even for a second.

Completely unsure where the hyphens go, or how fast lightspeed is,

but we are aware of the snakes and their fears too.

Cords that look just like them,

frayed fiber optic cables,

They came in yellows and reds and some have prongs, and some are even venomous too.

JUST LIKE THEM

The sign reads,,,,

DO NOT DIG

is all the snakes see, and what’s before them,

and what is under the arm of the passerby.

The missed calls are stuck to our shoes,

and the stray pings that rattle off cell towers and other miscellaneous pylons,

The ones howl at the moon.

Like the snakes, I want to work on rolling my tongue back up into my mouth,

So that it wont touch the ground, or the snakes.

and tying my shoes, tying my snakes.

so that I wont feel any other way, besides what the sign says,

DO NOT DIG.