"Thrill Seeker" Short Poem

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An extreme sport for tropical gardeners?

Thrill Seeker

In darkened crack,
Of baked summer clay,
Reckless fingers delve,
Their gloomy hideaway.

Reaching for the wriggle,
A burst of scratchy feet,
Those bumpy serpent scales,
Sliding in retreat.

No cliffs to climb,
No racing track,
Just a garden tame,
With a darkened crack.

All words, images and fingers my own.

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