The Deer

was defeated and broken
lying just to the side of the path where
there won’t be
any further comments.
People (of course) pass by
glancing occasionally at the corpse.
Thinking
“That must have been a hell of a hit.”
“Bet that one cause quite a dent.”
“No way the Driver saw that thing coming.”
Then
each in their own way
they go back to whatever
having spent less than a seconds time
evaluating and processing and occasionally (of course) caring.
The mental weight of their combined concern
measured not at all.

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