30 days of poems – 2020 {15}

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the dead fox

kitten
curled in a ball
at the side of the road
has been there
for a week
now

yesterday
the turkey vultures
arrived

squawking rudely at me
as i skirted by:

circle!

circle!

circle!

before rising
into deaf grey sky

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. . . . .

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here i am again, doing this again–30 days of poems, hoping the words will come.
hoping hope will come, as well.

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