a fox flowed into a
suburban backyard
liquid quicksilver sunset
she toured the trim grass
green screams lingering
nibbled the geraniums
and marigolds
napped in the shade
of a freshly painted gazebo
and before slipping out
through a narrow
gap in the fence
the fox raised her
nose to the wind
breathed in deeply
then took a shit
on a statue
of Buddha
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