|Desert in Southeastern Oregon|
The Rock Left a Fatal Impression
The rock was one of many.
We were carefully lifting each one.
We hoped to find a snake.
Soon the census would be done.
Others in the group were experienced.
They could easily identify the snake.
I was invited to go along.
I wish my hands didn't shake.
Then I saw the ringed snake.
I promptly dropped the desert rock.
It broke the rare serpent's spine.
The census included one snake, deceased.
I proclaimed, "the fault is mine."