fwm in poetry

  • Aug. 18, 2016, 12:30 a.m.
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Little Falls is a pack of feral dogs,
beautiful and free,
but something still lost
when the worldliness was left behind.
Even going back to Eden,
something is lost.

Utica is a Bosnian girl
hand-feeding a dog
that is smaller than a cat,
there in the fullness of the summer.
The innocence of something weird and new
growing up from a once fallow field.

Herkimer,
I don’t know what the fuck Herkimer is
an experiment in regret?
In what’s left over
when all the leftovers are gone
just the bones and the fur
of an animal that once proudly grazed
that some rich asshole from the deep South
shot to prove he was a goddamned man.
Fuck Wal-Mart.
Fuck Wal-Mart.


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