i killed a squirrel poetry i left her writhing there in my rear view feeling all the pain of a dying nervous system pointless, severe pain caused by the meeting of an innocent young squirrel and a man too tired to care it will all be over soon Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...