Pet Shop
“What would you like?” Mom says to me
As we move through the aisles of Pet Expo
Passing animals with eager eyes
Sweet as they are, I don’t really know?
Perhaps a dog? A fluffy Maltese?
A Golden Retriever with cuddly paws?
But in their gaze I see remnants of wolves
Slashing me up with the power of their jaws
Maybe a cat, with pretty black fur
Who purrs as she rubs herself against my leg
Or is she a tiger, hungry for flesh?
Is there bloodlust in the way that she begs?
An emerald-toned lizards shimers in the light
Flicking out its tongue in the most charming way
But I feel he’s the spawn of some great anaconda
Who’ll swallow me whole like an enormous egg
I smile at birds who parrot each other
Squawking in a colorful musical phrase
Though to me they are hawks who will circle my home
And scoop me up like some pitiful prey
In the end, I walk out with a bowl in my hand
A beta fish dips silently up and down
She will sit comfortably on a shelf
Where I won’t be so frightened to have her around