Dressed To Kill

Dressed for Murder Autumn leaves have made the track in the forest a wonder to walk, the summer is over and now the best time of the year beckons. Stillness, a squirrel is busy collecting nuts, they have seen me before and see no reason to stop their task. A black snake scuttles across the track and appears annoyed like I should have disturbed the natural order of things; snake catch squirrels. It was a serpent that fucked up Adam and Eve`s dream of Paradise, a small bungalow and a few pigs, was that too much to ask? Up north they kill seal they eat our fish, so we kill them and women were beautiful coats, especially baby skin fur, but that is ok, The sea is our larder.