The sun setting
on the autumnal equinox
is the eye of a wild mare
buoyantly galloping over horizonless verdant plains
under endless lapis skies
as she steps in a gopher hole
and feels the snap of her metacarpal
and goes down
chin first
onto the earth
into which her soon to be
scavenger cleansed and broken frame
will lingeringly
disintegrate
to dust.
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