Austin SegrestSeptember 28, 2018

A bit washed out, bedraggled
with his rattail and wet neck spikes
lumbering skyward into a crosswind

tilting something awful,
all-elbows, defiant
as a plywood-sided trailer listing between lanes,

he sounds his indignant, prehistoric squawk
over the carp roiling in runoff,

their mouths’ rubber rings
singing mute hosannas.

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