Meet Croc
I am Evolution's tool.
What selects in "natural selection"
Selects for me.
How would the unfitted know without me?
For those that lose - the blissful chemical haze:
Foreknowledge that death brings.
I'm natural here. I belong.
Part of the landscape.
Born, bred, soon to be dead; but now,
Here.
Hatchling, bird-kin, eggs' yen
Small, stones my camouflage.
Footling, feet rue me.
Chomping, rough skin, spike-den
Barrasnapper, rippleslapper, losercrapper.
Croc.