27

Decaying squirrel,
sun-bleached bones poke through thin flesh–
more fragile in death.

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2 Responses to “27”

  1. kuroiryu Says:

    Usually, I
    get a kick out of haiku…
    but this is just gross!

    🙂

  2. it’s gross but not entirely without elegance.

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