EARLY WALK
On my early walk
I passed the Frog Prince,
dead in a rut of the road
his lordly legs spread out
for a royal leap
plump thighs
a fan of tapering toes
his shapely body
flattened
by a passing wheel
and, in a long and purple flume,
like a worm in the wet sand
his gut forlorn.
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