The tiny corpse lay
at the side of the driveway
diminished by death
grey as all dead things are.

And reminded me
of the thoughtlessness
of friends, dying without care
for the rest of us.

I wanted to crush
this abomination
but we had not
been introduced.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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