As an Animal You Have a Second Chance to Find a Companion

Wikipedia Poem, No. 898

tabled got dressed got dressed
dressed perhaps the animal my driveway no

morning its
backward taking its back
towards it and kill the

squirrel stomping muster
to safety—and she pulled haplessly back legs
had a squired leash tight to go toward

full of her species my
reaction who
knows how to begin to

hold the terminal believes that
juncture exists
injured the witness unfolding

i was
pulled onto the end of its backward

squirrel’s suffering
drove through lucy’s
progress perhaps i walked further

snow how
i wondered: what the squired
uncoupled from

the steppe is quite beautiful all greys why
bluing really especially when the green why
extends out into the boated shore why why why

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