Abora

coyote escapism

9/6/18 12:11AM

 

i’m going to run away and join

a pack of coyotes

prowling suburban prairies

they eat trash

and scream at the moon

like a real animal should do

 

i’ll crawl on my hands and knees

hunting for squirrel

sharpen my teeth

and bite my own lip

i won’t even need new shoes

 

“coyote man found in wilderness”

“lost ability to speak”

and the writing i’ll do then

will be more than just grunts

i’ll include snarls too

Comments2

  • Medusx

    I love it.

  • Lorna

    This is really intriguing...... love it.



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