everyone always angry on
TV. He shuts it off and
pulls the plug. On his way
to the underpass with the
TV a deer leaps out. All
stop as if condensed. A
wild cracky sound is up
first in birds overhead then
comes down and the deer
has it four times like a
rock sneezing. G moves
the deer ripples off into
fog and night. He stands
listening. Volume and
echo drip in the underpass.
He is balancing the TV on
a bit of ledge. Gravel
shifts behind him.
Perhaps the deer.
From red doc>, by Anne Carson, Knopf, 2013
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