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The Deer

June 4, 2013
By Michael Foulkes BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
Michael Foulkes BRONZE, Mequon, Wisconsin
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Driving home through the night,
My eyes struggle to stay open
Like the random flickering of lights in a subway.



Random.

Suddenly, waves of headlights appear
Consuming the darkness in both lanes,
With the unexplainable mystique of a mirage.


Unexplainable.

As my car continues to crawl along,
A shadow writhes on the ground,
The black swan performing her dark ballet.



Dark.

A buck convulses on the road,
Scarlet rivers streaming from its mutilated body
To paint the asphalt in beautiful, crimson streaks.


Beautiful.

A policeman exits his car with a gun,
And soon the deer’s fearful eyes take an eternal stare.
Random, Unexplainable, Dark, Beautiful.


Death.



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