roadkill
responding
to Sarah’s ‘the recent burials’
wallaby
gone when we came back with rifle
so
push off the tar
and
days watch by, summer fast
yd
hardly see the crows, or who were they (?)
driving
by each day
dog
of my childhood
in
a backyard gone
and
the time capsules (late sixties) must be there still too
damp
mouldy remains of still live and breathe
important
things forgotten now
but
smell bad
and
straight to the bin
sometimes
you’d think the whole planet bones
sunk
further toward the molten core
but
some were smoke before
no
one buried the dinosaurs
that
was a sad sad day
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