He can’t feel his paws

Chicken and eggs lobbed
from twelve feet away keep him
fed. They comb his mane when
he’s sleeping. They clean his chin with a sponge.
Planted in someone’s garden next to
the tulips.
Cool dirt and pebbles
pack up tight against his belly down
below
below.
They let him roar when he wants to roar.
Why not?

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2 responses to “He can’t feel his paws”

  1. Inanna Avatar
    Inanna

    Euphoric, Cecil! Euphoric. I love this one. Ripe. It leads me to wonder about a Jungian interpretation.

  2. heroic imp Avatar
    heroic imp

    Roar! Amazing

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