Stealth Deer

Just off the road
Summer dusk
in the northern woods
the eyes of the deer
caught for an instant
in the light of the high beams
Before melting back
into the trees and brush
Ephemeral forms
fleeting and in greyscale
just out of sight.


11/4/05 23:21


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