One more magic dawn in El Sobrante. If this is the burbs then I guess I like the burbs. On my first day back to work after family leave I passed a dead coyote on the side of the road. I was in a piss of a mood, and as I passed the carcass the sunken eyes caught mine and pulled them in, morbid vacuum pulling on my soul rich sockets. My eyes bulged with the pull of once vibrant wild canine. I heard canine thoughts ricocheting in that lifeless skull. They said, "What bright and alive eyes you have, which I would take advantage of if I were you. Use your limbs as I would mine, to lope from ridge to creekside, meadow to copse, and remember to smell the smells worth smelling. Run! Go you stupid human!"
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