7 Animal Lessons
This glee surrounds every other misty foggy boggy thing

1. Mystery
Riding mama’s shoulders on the path
To misty bog, mystery guest
Croaking, croaking in wisps of mist
So tightly contained and then released
No soil for shame, for mother
Mother’s every mess and then this glee
Surrounds every other misty foggy
Boggy thing and then time names it
Frog as friend, frog as totem, frog as
Savior all the long nights
2. Proof
Surgical decomposition
It brings the body back
To slither hard on rocks sucked dry
Of peachy pleasure ah the good days
When salty water bit the nose
Emerald buoyancy everywhere
When lazing on a hot rock, you could
Invent all your best lovers
Long were sunsets and soft was honey butter
Now touch is dry cracking
Rashes poison tingling in every joint
A mermaid’s vanity to live on land
And feel for flippers not feet
3. Abstinence
This cage too small, let’s run our hunger
Gnawing on credit card hubcaps, Corinthian leather
Digital electrical Versace Karan
All appetites amok, three times clockwise
Twelve times back
Wheat flakes, melon slice, cabbage leaves, raisins
Sleep in this litter, bunny brains pounding
We’ve bought ourselves Christmas
To fall asleep in the straw
4. Pride
Will not be hurried before
Warming this carapace in sunbeams
Anarchy in slow motion
Mayhem under glass
A languid rebellion, will not budge
To perform tricks for guests
Will not stop composting for the average viewer
Will hide and hide again until the treats come
Chinese noodles, fruit, marshmallows, beer
Then and only then will play swamp music
Will play slow turtle daddy dare
5. Acceptance
Noses aquiver, eyes piercing desire
Breaths drawn and waiting
The fingers’ tentative offering
Two slobbering fools, children
Of dog-imony, bundles tenderly weighed
Against the newcomer, her savory
Morsel called gift seductively dangled
So let’s have at this new love
With all its smells and perils and new
Flesh and then we are all one pack
6. Devotion
Several hundred pounds of
New fuzzy love and off we go
In a van steeped in familiar incense
Bacon violet grease
Cheddar daffodil zinc
We muster leashes
We strain and start
We wait for master’s signal
Girded hard as gladiators
Legs tight, poised in asana
Of new devotion without skill
Pawing away old cat logic
With the barking of new boys
The sins of torn towels, of green loam
Of messes large and small these are
New teachers new life new man
Dog fear recognizing itself for love
Having lost sight of its object
7. Bliss
So blissful this panting, darting
Dashing, rush of other beasts
In new woods, freedom to burrow and bury
So astride this alighting
On narrow rail, scratching clean claws
Licking foreign blood
Then exit to the prison den
To enter on the soaring roof
In a veil of spider webs and
Fairy dust of dirt
Ready to meet the lady in white
To drink her oak brandy
And dance in her birdy bushes.
About the Creator
Alix McMurray
Come join me hanging out with the Dodo Bird on the beach, waiting for the odd chupacabra, or chasing shadows into corners. And you can read about my life as a therapist on Medium.com.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.