• modern snails shimmer back at the sun with a duplicating pace.
    in the crowd of a scavengers forum, with corners, and catacombs.
    not walking in circles or crawling with ease because that doesn’t exist.
    a pursuit of wonder and grazing of the vine ridden sun blocked pathways,
    still treading and dreading.
    yet decorating it’s own reflection with translucent shades..
    maybe it forgot, alongside with the waning of days.
    don’t snails know that most animals are pretty much color blind?