Hi all, adding yet another older poem I dug outta my writing box after moving.
If yer interested in seeing more of my older poetry you can see some of my California stuff here, and newer stuff from a couple years back here….
But right now here’s a short little poem from my first year in S.D.
God Don’t Mind that I Kilt this Here Deer
On my TV
Nightly news head
Interviewing man saying
In South Dakota
Hunting is like a religion
And the deer hung by it’s hinds
From the rafters of the garage
Dripping blood splatter pools on the gray cement
As children dance around
Proud Papa
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