The Heavy Bear

Snores to shake bark off fir trees
Snorts and coughs to rub the silver off salmon backs
Growls to convince himself to honey grin
Lumbers and stalks getting kinks out or chasing skinks about
Covered with burrs, twigs, scars, raw sores
Without self-esteem, opinions or abstract desires
The lonely bear can’t recall what an erection is or why any bear would need one—
As a tan moth landing lightly on a pink clover flower
The heavy bear remembers.

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