Driving the highway
pay my respects to
squinched raccoon
squirrel flattened like
bearskin rug
‘Roadkill’ is what
people call these
roadway unfortunates
but I think that misses
so many marks
For it wasn’t
the road that killed them
but the innate urge we
all share to
periodically hit the road
Some creatures just
take that in a more
literal vein than others.
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2021
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Love love love that penultimate stanza. What a wry final line.
Thank you, Kalli. I was a bit surprised at how easily this one flowed. Probably because I was on the road at the time, in the middle of a marathon. Glad you liked it!