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Writer's pictureTim Huber

Born and Died, a calf

Bull, born a calf

Ruins Reliable grain

Rummaging for Rich hemlock

Rends the Herdsman

And Rests beneath the Butcher’s Rifle

Rages alone

in Rings of Relentless Ridicule

Replaced the Herdsman

for Rapier-wielding Matador

Red cape flashes

Hidden Estoque slashes

Returned to the cage

Bull, Rebellious calf

Rushes Races Runs to the Herdsman

faraway fields

broken bull

Plummets to the Herdsman’s

Pierced Passionate Palms

and Persistently Preserved grain

calf, born a calf

Lived a Bull

Died a calf

redeemed

peaceful pastures.

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