Poem a Day/ April 24th, 2011/ Zachary A. Koch

EVERYTHING I SEE EATS ME/ Zachary A. Koch

I used to walk a lot more.      Moon on asphalt.
Dirty shovels. The woods out back.
I made a dog against the tent wall.
The train. Everyone’s car. Each ambulance.
I listened to you breathe.
After that I listened to nothing for a longer time.

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