Taxidermy

Our despair we tell, if you tell yours.
Currently we are busy with the dead
In fine art and science of taxidermy,
Smelling foul like the leaking gutter.

We hate to see  gutter bodies leaking.
We let them dry on roofs in the sun.
Meanwhile maggots are celebrating
The wild geese doing their business.

(remembering Mary Oliver’s beautiful poem ” Wild Geese”)

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