white moose

the ghost in the clearing
   I’m still rubbing my eyes
    I’m still holding my breath
         this is one instance I will never forget

Halfcock the muzzle &
      adorn the kid gloves
          raise my sights
              all-snow devouring sound

    & I’m still grinning
            like a shot fox


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