A doe carcass,
A leather purse,
Emptied rawhide,
Flattened, all-but
Boneless looking,
Lies to one side,
And the dark blood
Smears the middle
Of the road. If
You said the deer
Had no idea
What smashed it, you
Would seem to think
An idea means
Some comfortless
Explanation.
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