petco snakes take me to your capture where you were born like ribbon. i no longer wish to be whatever kind of free i am told this is. i want a terrarium like yours where the world arrives for me to swallow. a frozen mouse unthawing in the heat lap. tell me, when you see my eyes do they look like marbles or distant planets? you move like a noose around the dead log. hide your face in a plastic cave. maybe i am romanticizing your containment. forgive me. my mind is just spilling from every single sky. i tie myself to radiators to keep from becoming a roadkill. then here you are with your right angles & a lid where you were once lowered in. i am looking for a handler who will be gentle & not afraid of me. we are not all the different. i will admit i so badly want to take you home & let you loose in our house just to discover where you would hide yourself. would it be the same place that i go? the corner of the room where i can hear cars spinning down the street late into the darkness. but no i will leave you here my brief scaled friend. someday, tell me what you dream of. we can always trade. i can be the cord or life behind glass & you can be the human without any levees. whose face makes a moon in your glass.