How I’ll Remember November 2016

It’s a bottom line given:

ten turkeys lit by the sun on a soccer field,

playing games of existence

near an empty two-year college.

 

I’m not overly aware of existential things,

not when they pertain to fowls in small groups,

but from the earliest moments,

as the sun disappeared behind the clouds,

my perception of nature,

it joined with the thrashing of the tree line.

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