Poem: Serpent Whisperer By Mark Tulin 

Near a mall on a busy sidewalk

Next to a tropical shrub

I stand with a snake around my neck

Instead of a turban, I wear a fedora

Proud to be a serpent whisperer

Like a snake charmer in Jaipur

Hypnotizing a poisonous predator

I put my scaly reptile in a trance

Play my pungi, my flute, my piccolo

Make my legless carnivore dance.

©️MFT