dog and tree 2




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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