white tail limitations – August 9

8.9

white tailed hind quarters

disappear into the late dusk

shrubbery

 

across the street a pale fawn

cocks its rear leg in

statue form.

 

the dog notices none of it,

or all, large animals being

beyond his ken

 

but let a squirrel frisk fifty

yards away and he is

upon it

 

you have to know your

limitations he tells me

with a wag.

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