Daresay I lapse into nirvana,
as an animal obsessed with air.
Toil at the farm with fire in its eyes
a young stud sees its reflection in a cow.
Thrown in a heap, a bundle of cedar rails.
What are the chances I was there?
The scruff of a small rabbit lodged firmly
between the jaws of a hungry calico cat.
Green eyes peer from within the pile,
a standoff reveals my image in that
small tuft of brown fur within reach.
The cat buries herself deeper into my palm.
I found myself out of sight, obsessing.
You at the sideline recoil into inertia.
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Gerry Thibeault
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