An image

                                of imagination

slithers

                               in my hands.

 

A live, wirey, but,

                 Fleshey & scaly

being in my grip.

 

Itís hard not to

hold the representative

         to tightly, out

of fear of its strike;

yet, a certain knawing

at instinct prohibits

the imagination to will

freely - despite

the grip possessed

by fear.