Dinosaur bird

2005 September 9
by David J. Ringer

SPRINGFIELD, MO. — Two old men, frail shadows, one recovering, one sinking, and I in between, wondering what had become of dignity.

I stepped out of my car, and a turkey crossed the empty street.

Dinosaur bird / I exchange looks: it, wary / I, slaked. Red/blue head snaking forward, back / each tentative step. Blue eyes lingering / feet relentless.

The turkey faded back into its world, and I crossed the threshold into mine:

Two old men, frail shadows, one recovering, one sinking, and I in between, wondering what had become of dignity.

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