The Deer
A deer was slain on the Beltway
My car drove along her body
I heard horns behind me
Slowing down to look at her poor carcass
That evening, brushing my teeth
Before going to bed, I saw
In the mirror her big eye
Where the sky was like frozen slime
Copyright © Betim Muco | Year Posted 2010
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