Untitled Offering

Toothy embrace guzzles the setting sun,

while sage-scented sorrows roost for the night.

Rattling aspens capture the flight

of dusky grouse who go to ground . . .

BOOM! He calls her. She doesn’t answer.

Underbrush scurry

exposes night’s chill

one lone feather

drifting proof —

a predatory answer

for a faithless favor.

BOOM! He calls her. She doesn’t answer.

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