She approached from behind
Argus-eyed on both ends
Stalking her early morning prey.
The Queen of arid lands
Amphisbaena by thy name
Amphisbaena by thy nature.
Her victim was an Ariel
Do-eyed and fragile.
With an anguilliform leap
She maneuvered her prey in her grip.
Socrates narrated her to his scholars
Homer sang her praises blindly to watchers-by
Amphisbaena was the dark seductress
And some said she only ate ants
Therefore she was benign.
She was a muse to Tennyson and Shelley.
An enigma she remained for cryptozoologists
My Amphisbaena is no innocent
Nor is she a victim.
Therefore she stalks her rare preys
Desperation sharpens her mind
Her nimble limbs hide under ocher soil
Her eyes are watchful.
She has offspring to feed
Therefore a babe Ariel fits the bill.
She jumps on her victim and wins the race.
Race for life. Race for her offspring.
A mythological creature she is no more.
Amphisbaena is a mother for all.