Steely eyes peer out into the light
While the foreign stench of the two-legs hangs heavy.
Tiny, well-tuned ears twitch at each thump
As footfalls reverberate in my sensitive bones.
The loose dirt of the burrow tastes like comfort.
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One of the most explosive packages on the planet.
About the Creator
Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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