Oh poetry...
We saw the deer,
Hanging by its haunches from the fence.
First confusion, then shock, then awe, then like a train wreck
The eyes incapable of escaping the spread of the hung body
Like so many, caught and unaware of their failure
Or their blame.
Hanging by its haunches from the fence.
First confusion, then shock, then awe, then like a train wreck
The eyes incapable of escaping the spread of the hung body
Like so many, caught and unaware of their failure
Or their blame.