that some Odd Men had come amongst the deer
one must venture that they had found their way there
and were now enamoured of the fleeting white bottoms
of this selfsame family of ungulates or perhaps
cone-eaters or fish-heads as the movement
of crates or plates in the Earth
there is a haunting thing here.boots stamp above.
at night one sits alone and hears boots on floorboards
where no boots etc. one considers it ill
but heeds to the greater silence that grows
outside and regardeth it not much
only, though, an owl with two heads
at the back of it all
an owl such an eek of a wild owl
tap he goes there or is it squirrel?
some creature beyond name
that would be in, in
fairy maybe, scrabbling up the wet wall
looking close for fractures and cold food
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