Standing on land
then stepping forward,
one toe touching the water
as I adjusted the focus and frame.
In the reeds seven feet
or more away, the subject alligator
turned lazily toward me
and opened its mouth. I took
many steps backward toward
the elevated tourist walkway,
startling so many spoonbills
from their perches as I ran,
my pretense at art taking
a backseat to survival until now.
Dark Matter 
April 7th, 2021 at 5:31 pm
Oh yeah!