Somewhere
A man aches to kill
what he once loved.
And a woman deceives
the one she most trusted.
Funny how animals never
love their children to death
or bully for pleasure or
gossip or drink too much.
They’re too busy surviving
the night that leaves enslaved
park benches pondering
if their ancestors were trees.
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Image Credit: Park bench in the forest (wallpaperflare.com)
Garth Pavell‘s poetry has been published or is forthcoming in Crab Creek Review, Drunk Monkeys, Hole In The Head Review, Liquid Imagination, Main Street Rag, Mudfish, Poetry Super Highway, SLAB, The Writing Disorder, and elsewhere. Garth is an ESL teacher and lives in New York City.
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