gripping

a snail grips
the bathroom
wall.

twin filaments,
slick as spit, do
downwards
tip.

how did such
a slimey twerp

sans cap,
or shoe,

cane
or map,

without lit match,

set out
one day
to roam

while traipsing
glacial slow,

and make
his snaking
path inside

our simple
human home?