Wednesday, June 20, 2007

doe, a dead deer

by the side of highway 220
with her head in the air
as if she'd lick my hand if I reached out to her

do, a deer, a de-ad deer
(I watched The Sound of Music last night)

who do I think I am
what right do I have to be upset
how many thousands of termites did I murder

what makes a deer's life more precious than a termite's


Anonymous said...

It's because of Bambi, mka. And also we share that mammalian thing. Plus you're allowed to have simple preferences, and those termites didn't treat you right. Right?


mka said...

thanks sid - i'm hoping to stop obsessing about the termites soon. :) mka