Fox Roll

Tail in teeth and tongue on fur.

It rolls down the hill.

The squirrels and birds watch

They think of rabies and a missing frontal lobe.

It thinks of dreams

Spinning through dead leaves

“Four broken legs can't stop me.

I'm the ouroboros of the forest

Never fading | Ever spinning”

It bumps over a branch

Sent to the air like a tire

Brought to Earth like a tire

Spinning on

More and more creatures look on

It looks at the ground

Then the trees Then the tree tops Then the sky Then the tree tops Then the trees Back to the ground

Over and over

Getting dizzy drunk trying to forget.

Trying to forget survival

Forget Newton’s fundamental laws.

It just wants to live.

To spin

Living it up like the noble tire.

Until it hits a tree, bouncing back, and falling sideways.

It just lays there

Unmoving

Uncaring

Unbound.

…

“Guess it’s over”

It unfurls.

It stands up.

“Never get more than a second to really live life

Just when it’s getting good

…

It stops spinning”