dusk fallen purpling
sky trees giving away to silhouettes
of themselves
Thats it
he was over it
when he was looking he really saw
and nobody saw what he did like he did
What are you talking about? Where?
Were
past it On the side of the road Im not exiting the highway reversing field and coming back up it to show you so you can see Youll have to take my word for it
Well, if what you say you saw you
saw . . I don’t want to see it.
No you dont
his motheryears ago noticed during
their Sunday afternoon ride to the country for picnics that he was uncommonly quietly to his father ungainly observant she remarked that the family would have missed
nearly all the things he saw and pointed out for their attention things attractive not so attractive she said You could be more discerning . .
. .
No If I gotta see why shouldnt you
their ride on those occasions became
more than they bargained for Its an
adventureright youre always saying were
going out on an adventure he hung her
with her and
his fathers words
his father was demur consolation Mother, you can’t expect him not to see, that’s
why he has eyes in his head.
she would give him cool looks
the matter dropped
he was over it
that was the final fawn that
broke the dromedarysthe bactrians backhe lumped them together fuck their humps
the fawns broken legs like mangled spiders legs pointed in all directions
its neck snapped zigzag
its shattered skullsock of a face
peering backwards over its crumpled spine
blood sapped of its colour by the
failing lightsplashed like a ruptured water balloon near the asphalts edge advertising
the carnage on its shoulder
somebody could start making films
now exhibit dead childrenchildrens deaths
he was sick about the horror of
other species dead childrenwhy hold up a human child as
something separatemore special deserving
of reverence
animal children are slaughtered daily and languish for days in buzzed heaped on
road sides and highways
sometimes theyre never attended
to reduced to bonestickled hides that
even ravens and vultures disregard
nobody seems upset
hes mentioned it until hes blue
in the face he wasnt able to provoke concern It’s unfortunateyah, but what you going to do? It’s an unfortunate . .
.
. Cost
I didn’t say that.
You cant say that Cost is something endured
Do you even feel bad
Be honest
If I were honest . . sounds bad .
. . no.
I honestly feel bad I feel badly each an every time I come across
dead animals on the road I pick them up and lay them in quieter places
under trees in high grass lay them in someones flower bed try to create a makeshift
reverence
That’s good of you.
Not good a poor apology for a less than mediocre two-legged
selfish species
he was upset
unnecessary death upset him
so yes if a film portrayed innocent children
killed hed have no problem with it it wasnt crossing any moral lines
all one has to do is look around
them and see the truth
theres no reason humans are special
when were especially selfish
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