The last of the dinosaurs,
a crocodile crawls along on short
legs, slips silently into
tepid river water with
a brain the size of a peanut.
But don't get too close
to the teeth, the powerful
jaws, the sudden snap,
or you may just find yourself
at the food chain's bottom.
It lies as still as a stone,
waits for a thirsty animal
to approach the water for a drink,
just as its kind has done
for sixty-five million years.