Speed Date, The Next Morning

1 August 2017

Should I stay or should I go now? – The Clash

I saw a jackrabbit on that ranch
where you went for a run
and I walked the gravel road
with the coyote skull and deer bones.
You and the rabbit ran,
second hands on a clock diverging.
All I could do was stop and stare
at the rabbit, ears like bookmarks,
bony nose speed-reading the sage,
blazing across the high desert
like that hare at the dog track.
I am still frozen in that moment,
anchored like a rock jack,
one foot planted, the other scratching
an arc in the sand, head swiveling
like a weathervane.

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