Nothing

"Everything leans,"
A friend said,
The Maple arcs
Over the bluff-edge
Which means one day
Gravity
Roots up, carcass.

Found an opossum, gray
& white fur, bones
Still raw
Bite marks, ripped stuff
Cracked jaw, gut-cavity
Tail pointing South
At nothing.

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