The Game
A tree snake gutted
the robin’s nest.
A hawk snatched
a mourning dove
as it was splashing
in a bird-bath.
A raccoon was hit
by a passing truck.
A wren thumped its skull
on a plate glass door.
If you’re counting,
that’s two for nature,
two for mankind.
Meanwhile,
I swat at a mosquito
that a swallow
has in its sights.
Death’s a competition
in this suburban neighborhood.
The next moment or
two should decide it.
- © John Grey 2023
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Stand, Washington Square Review and Rathalla Review. Latest books, “Covert” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in the McNeese Review, Santa Fe Literary Review and Open Ceilings.
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