The Deer
A three-legged deer races across
the dead grass, the hooves
like a
rainwood stick
A gaseous odor follows, as
the three-legged deer
opens the back door.
Its blue tongue frolics
In the dog’s water bowl.
We fold it into
the cabinet.
The Deer
A three-legged deer races across
the dead grass, the hooves
like a
rainwood stick
A gaseous odor follows, as
the three-legged deer
opens the back door.
Its blue tongue frolics
In the dog’s water bowl.
We fold it into
the cabinet.
