reportage: fisticuffs with a snake-charmer onboard

his sleeping serpent slave is shoved
across the passenger seat, uncoiling
under a lavish green windowed
seethe of a windless field, uncoiling
into a shoe of a lady in flight, as if ticketless.

his slippered foot is in the groin
of the instigant, his follow-through fall
away from viper's nest. coins, coins
roll everywhere, startling the feet
of the crowd without a hiss.