So Shall Me…

I took off my facebook,

and put on the dog—

walking not wagging

on newly

free hands

head set

on horizon

–the eyes there sutured shut

at land marked

by rotting seal, I sipped

raisin wine,

watched buzzards pick bones bare

a while.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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