Critter

a man
became a critter

creeping
over land

he sat on rocks
turned em over for moral guidance

he’s a cemetery
of thinking —

left over
animal

reptile brained
chunk of reaction

fight and bite
sleep where it’s warm at night

stay out of the cold
of opinion

screw a little
when needed

no need for a lot of breath
to tell this story

it’s so common
you might be forgiven

for pretending it’s not true
just another legend

until you cross paths with him
while trying to fall in love

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About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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