The Wrong Choice...
you must think that he
had been feeding the wrong wolf
for now he behaves
like a pig escaping from its pen
running without any definite
direction
hitting the ground with his chin
destroying the melons
of his master
who finally decides that tomorrow
it shall be butchered for good
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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