Jason Knight Poet Free verse

Of An Unknown Poet

i have lain in blinds
 and hid from southern invasions;
 droves of blue bills, teal, wood,
 dragging winter in their wings.

 i have lain in blinds,
 cold mud rain slaughtered
 fog breaths bursting in caps
 cloudy Marlboro coughs

 To not be seen is of value
 and drives the wheels of surprise
 and until seen, all optimism
 clings to the accuracy of a guide.

 And when I watch from the brush
 and tangles thinking me safe,
 so far out of view and longing,
 
I find struggle
in shooting the thing I love

Though I ought to, at the very
least, in order to explain the mud.

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