Black Muzzled Thoughts
The forest exploded,
A deer and fawn poured out of the green
like Brown streaks of lightning,
(wide, alien-eyed)
They jumped so high
they brushed against Jesús's feet.
Men with plaid shirts, orange vests, and black muzzles came next.
Stalking, looking for blood drips.
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