One time Coyote
clamped down on me hard as nails,
crusty teeth biting,
crushing my chain mail,
bruising me beneath, leaving
marks of links behind
for me to ponder,
to consider on my own,
wonder what comes next.
June 2, 2011 2:56 PM
Hurry
4 days ago
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.