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a poem by Timothy Gager

You knew me before

I was reincarnated
from an animal, a snake,
a pig, and lastly a bear.

You said you saw me
walking to the stream
pulling out raw salmon
with my teeth, jaws clenched,

sinking into the soft pink;
the spray from their guts made
mist on my face. After, I devoured
fermented berries until I lay

legs up, full bellied sleeping in the sun
right after I roared, raved, destroyed
everything that I touched, my clothes
were wrinkled, shoes untied --

back then, I held knife and fork
like a hammer and chisel.
I created something beautiful
for you out of the rock.

© by Timothy Gager
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #24 ~ Nov 2012