Who's Lucky? Poem by gunther schultz

Who's Lucky?



this morning,
an old woman
yelled;
'damn amoral city folk and your sidewalks of leisure'
at my cat.

he took it hard.

large chewed up teeth.
a bag
of
misused rabbits feet.

does evolution stem from cooperation
or is,
cooperation
an evolutionary function?

ebulliency of naming
is known by few.
spare contour,
devour flax
if you build
into the night.

turn out the lights before you smile.

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