Wary as criminals when released
They nibble ,chew,digest-wary,watchful
Something in their genes tells them
We are rifle eyes and shotgun blinds
Even doe ,feminine,thin,shadow stillness
when any sound could spook them
Turn them kinetic cartoons
from still life painted sculptures
We both know our roles-to us
they are venison ,disturbers of lawns
Blinds set up for ritual assassination
Guns loaded for the loading of a truck
Before death via bullet or road crash
Beauty resurrects.We both stop,stare.
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