To the Green Worm on the Rug

I gently placed you, coiled and scared
on a receipt grabbed from the kitchen table.
Did you hear the thunder of breathing
the soft echoes of padded feet
when the monster came looking at you?

The It crouched and sniffed around
the green anomaly in the beige field.
Paws gently prodding the coiled form
claws not yet extended, the monster
hesitated before she decided to eat you.

I saved you from this toying death.
Taking you outside I passed the stairs
with cobwebs and spiders, danger time,
and found a spot of dirt in the yard.
You uncoiled and crawled away.