I am terrified of snakes.
The moment I see them,
I freeze up,
And my hands turn into fists.
But when my dad mentions that
a snake has turned into a road kill,
“Where, where, where?”
Right now, I have my eye on one particular snake
and I hope it turns into a roadkill.
You have proven to me again that
YOU ARE NOT OK.
Hope a crop harvester runs over you.