--WHAT IF I’M SOMEONE I DON’T WANT AROUND?

In the Woods

the light. Blinking it’s one

Bleak eye, tells me

To go back. Black. It’s slaughter

Here.  See

How the spotted owls nod

And prey. In the woods

It’s easy to get lost

Find yourself refracted in

Your reflection. In the

dead earth. Buried beneath

The crosshatched. Pine needles

And shredded promises

Go ahead, the wind says

Everyone’s watching.  Waiting

Dig your hole. Make it spartan

Deep enough. For two.