a dead desiccated flat as a furry crepe
squirrel on the gravel alongside a rotting macadamn
road
another
peels a squirrel up once a weekten days
he
gently picked them up
his mother once upon a time alarmedPut it down, it’s filthy, writhing with germs, you’ll get sick touching
it.
he disregarded her
was breaking her in early
frankly
any adultanyone
who believed hed be dissuaded from doing what he wanted to dodeemed
correct
on the shoulder a stand of slender eucalyptuses sagebrush at their roots lifting a fannedsprig he gentled the squirrel
under it
There little one size of a tea sauce Perhaps thas some comfort
he did not know who he
was assuring
he stood vigilant couplethree minutes no prayers
and if earthlings were due prayers
it would be those who were not Homo sapiens sapiens
never ever a more ungrateful animal
0958, Saturday,
10 10. 26
Mason Proffitt Buffalo
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