a fav from earlier this year. could become a series.
Certain creatures require a certain caliber of habitat
with a temperament to match their ideal temperature.
Here we find a typical Creature
as typical as one can be
blood-pulsing oxygen-converting mind-synapses a’snappin.
Never you mind the four-inch razorsharp talons jutting from The Creature’s fingertips
manufactured as some Divine Being intended.
The talons help to scratch its desiccated skin
relieving itches between the gaps of stalactite-like rides running along its spine like flying buttresses crafted from shameless material.
I can assure you.
No need to avert your eyes, though
it would be understand if you did, truth be told.
No need to cross to the other side of the walkway.
Nor run away as The Creature approaches & greets you in an unsteady voice
“Excuse me, sir and/or madam, I believe…”
You took flight on sight!
It was simply attempting to return a handkerchief that had flown…
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