Something Huge Somebody hit a deer. Drunk, the driver kept driving, Leaning forward to peer Through the blood the wipers smeared. The fawn waited until dawn For her mother to get up Like a girl sitting On the edge of a bed. She was young, but old Enough to know Something huge had happened. She grew up, Let herself be fucked, Gave birth to fawns of her own. Wary of roads, She kept to the hills, Her fawns following her. A boy who wanted only For his father to be Proud of him Shot her. When he reached His cold hands inside her It was the first time He’d been in a woman, Not counting the time Before he was born. He was young, but old Enough to know Something huge had happened.
Something Huge
Something Huge
Something Huge
Something Huge Somebody hit a deer. Drunk, the driver kept driving, Leaning forward to peer Through the blood the wipers smeared. The fawn waited until dawn For her mother to get up Like a girl sitting On the edge of a bed. She was young, but old Enough to know Something huge had happened. She grew up, Let herself be fucked, Gave birth to fawns of her own. Wary of roads, She kept to the hills, Her fawns following her. A boy who wanted only For his father to be Proud of him Shot her. When he reached His cold hands inside her It was the first time He’d been in a woman, Not counting the time Before he was born. He was young, but old Enough to know Something huge had happened.