I run back down the steps.
With south shore gawd level speed on max.
Hamph !!!
Hamph!!
Ham!!!
nikka...
The snake juked you, again.
Subsconscious...going crazy.
nikka!!
Run back up the steps.
I get back to the perch up the steps and readjust rhe shovel.
Finally pinning the snake.
when he made a move.
to almost break free.
I trap his head and he getting his juke tree of moves together for me.
So this time I got his head trapped.
fukk the head. Imma just try to smash him.
I go clubbah lang
I bust the snake a good time.
It had to be life changing. as the snake makes a short strike lunge.
Which comes on some blatant strike.
to make you miss and fukk you up type level of puglilism.
I clubba Lang tha body and just barely evade that snake lunge.
that purposeful shyt they do to get you outta there.
Now he mad and juke'n and trying to really get loose.
I run back up the steps.
Readjust my shovel.
Get my mistakes and mechanics together.
I had to channel the power of John Henry workman and my tennis experience as the black agassi to get myself together.
I stabilize the shovel again...
Get my mistakes together.
The gi joe horns blaze in my brain.
Yo joe...
i'ze huntin snakes....
I run down the steps with the pick axe
Hamph!!
Hamph!!
Hamp!!!
Ham
Hamm
Ham
Hamm
Hamm
Hamm
Hamm
and a ham
.....
Huff
Puff
Ham.....
Exhausted huff
Exhausted puff
Ham.
And a...
A ham....
And a ham..
I am pounding this snake with blows from the gods.
That bloom.
Bloom.
Every ham is making excavation level sound in this quiet country neighborhood. it is Sunday and now my whole church going quiet neighborhood has formed outside my house.
Where all they see is a crazy jacked black guy.
pic axe'n his front yard like a madman.
I hear,...you okay.
In the background from the crowd.
I respond back in the most tired.
I'ze...
Mek trying to kill.....
Ah snake.
Tied as fukk.
They like what are you doing.
I guess I was so exhausted.
Nobody heard me say snake...then an old head walks up and takes the pick axe from me. like you got it.
It is thirty pieces or more.
You lucky you did this.
I done butchered this snake.
The old head is like oh sheit...
You killed!
a real diamondback copperhead snake
I was like that was a real snake snake....
I thought back about every missed swing.
The juke moves of the snake
The intelligence under duress of the snake
To try to get lose and attack.
I could have died.
Nah..frfr
Al capone : dead't
Once I got over the shock of possibly dying.
Plus my daughter being in possible danger anger
I ain't gon front.
I felt so fukk'n powerful.
Plus ignorant.
to this country southern shyt .
as far as vermin.
Like I can kill a real poisonous snake frfr.
I would soon learn.
That confidence can be humbled.
Art Barr