rust

at the end of a track in south carolina. there was a snake following beside me as i walked. snakes listen to the world through the earth. they respond to vibrations they feel coming up through their bellies. usually a snake would have been scared of me and made it's way back into the long grass. in this instance i think the snake was deaf, or disinterested, or simply knew i posed no threat. perhaps it was charmed by the rythmn of my walking, scuffing through the world with 'the first person to see an elephant' playing on my mp3 contraption.