| curled up carefully on the roadside a kitten |
Carefully |
| paws like Boots stained pink with blood |
paws |
| the children stare out windows going 60 and |
and |
| ask |
ask |
| why? mother responds cats nap like the dead. |
why |
| in the highway traffic the |
the |
| petite goose |
goose |
| rests. warm ebony bill shining with mucus |
rests |
| and her mate |
and |
| waits looking on wondering |
waits. |
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why don’t you rise up and take flight my darling? |
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