summer incidents mount

I'm going to hell

albeit, I have a heart

but a third incident this summer

marks a clear descent:

first, discovered by my dog, rotting groundhog

I vowed to check the trap more often.

But weeks later a second

groundhog's dead scent as I walked back

to the corn rows.

Now, the worst: young small opossum

climbing over corpse

of mother and sibling.

8/6/13

mhnorth