Herbivores and carnivores
in the dead dry heat of the afternoon
we sit on the warm bedroom floor
young arms and legs itching with dust
with promises of showers and lemon juice
after sunset
but now we build a palace
from puzzle boxes
for the plastic herbivores
in our own world the giraffe is king
and the baboon is court jester
kangaroos cook while antelope patrol
the castle walls
in this world the hunter is the prisoner
cheetah and leopard banished
to the darkest corner of the cupboard
in the kingdom of beetles and birds
we say how much
and too much
and when.
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