24.5.25

slim


crossing the yard to feed grim glancedright glanced at slim

                                                                    no slim
abrupthalt almost pitched him onto his face
                                               The fuck  Slim
not that a seedling has ears

or if it did understood English

    The fuck
               the twocup tincup fell from his hand scattering kibble in the grass he cut the day before  cut up to slims tiptoes  by its leaves a black walnut  seeded by its parent now felled because his landlords feared it would fall onto their rental  used the same rational to cut down an apricot directly behind the house  threatened nothing  although slowly dying  his landlords harbingers death arborists
                                                                                                demise surgeons
  

reaching the spot where slim grew

the turf was tugged

he knelt

flopped it

the earth wounded by the uptorn root
                                        The fuck
Slim
  he was upset

verging on tears

   this was slims third year
thinking it a weed he almost uprooted it but stayed his hand stayed the weeder tool

since named it watered slim babied slim
                                           really relished slim as he relished the other trees he planted on the property

had to have been a deer

an undear deer


something moved in his heart
                                  loss

he was really tired of losing
                             sister uncle aunt uncle daughter mother inside two years
slim

 

he stood
         his heart didnt come with him

he stood still

    until

the cavity in his chest slowly refilled

 

he backed away

                     backing away he almost kicked grim with his heel as she ate kibble from the grass
she sneered You couldn’t put it in my Hello Kitty plastic plate?
                                                                   What the fuck?

a lot of that goinround
     
0748,  reggaefriday,  23  5. 25
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