If deer could speak
yes, we are eating, well, grazing –
it’s Autumn, so we search underneath
fallen leaves for moss and mushrooms –
and you, are you an artist
or a hunter? Humans come in two
types, you know – observers and
destroyers of life in its natural state.
We have watched you come and go,
artists, photographers, painters, poets –
and hunters, for sport and for sustenance,
killers of deer, killers, murderers
of your own kind, your own selves –
yes, we’ve seen humans, in the woods,
kill their own selves. Deer would
never do such a heinous thing –
we are different. But on this Autumn
day, today, we graze for food.
Isn’t it time for your lunch?
September 2, 2013