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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Robert L. Dean, Jr.


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One Fine Fall Day Mr. Pickles Makes a Cameo

John's Animal World
has closed its doors. Ridden,
gut shot, into the sunset. Ahead

looms winter like the Teton massif.
Road kill litters the highway.
Geese explode lake calm,

skim the mirror's surface.
Seared against the beetling sky
reflections swarm like gnats.

Caught in the spokes
of memory, a hamster
lies, twitching.

Come back, John.
Come back.