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
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Author:
Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
I love it.
This is really intriguing...... love it.
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