Larry D. Thomas

Squirrel Nest

Wedged among the thin

uppermost branches

of the Bradford pear,

it looms like a dark beehive

the size of a basketball.

Seemingly a concatenation

of twigs and leaves,

it’s woven with bits

of business cards,

cigarette butts, gum wrappers,

dollar bills, advertisements,

the pop-tops of beer cans,

the sun-bleached breasts

of a porno magazine photo,

Jehovah’s Witness pamphlets,

and faded lottery tickets,

a staggering, swaying testament

to the rabid ingenuity

of a rat with grace.

 

 

 

 

 

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