I Am the Fox

I'm the fox
'round the elephants feet.
Coiling, curling, to see
if you can catch me.

Fantastic! Graceful, smaller,
smooth like the wind,
soft like the water.

Bright red but also brown,
the bushy tail gentle in
which to drown.

Sentimental. The snout sticks,
in a field of flowers a memory
pricks.

Reach the waterside, toss it in
swish the fur the water the air
and watch it slide.

Over the waters edge and inside
you'll see
a demon becomes me.