desperation
he came wounded to our table
and we didn’t know how to help
Roxy, the kind little red fox
we were so glad to see
you still walked this earth
we were so sad to see
the work someone made
of your elegant face
red puncture in one cheek
crown bare
all we could think to do
was say sweet words to you
and look you in the eyes
with concern and care
but when you circled and panted
hungry for our soup
I think we did the worst
abandoning you to the wide world
while we took our lunch inside
