26.

dog and tree 2

26.

 

Alone,

this wolves, this burn

behind a fence left in the frost

 

of the coarse

sand, each movement of the furry

pack an echo and projection of all other

 

movement, each being’s right to thrive

assured to be an enemy, when so

restrained, foodless, made dog

 

of yard and empty belly,

we assure the chain-link-wildness: this dog

become again wolves, this barren

 

tree, become again

us blooded

on our own crosses.

dog and tree

 

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