Possum (PBUH) for Dinner
They found him in the compost bin,
a valley of rot surrounded by mountains
of attitude and rivers of inertial tragedy,
clouds of green bottle flies buzzing a chorus.
None of it is me when I choose to be
the happiness bubble floating in love
above any singular white-faced possum.
Peace be upon him, upon us all, amen.
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Amen.
like the valley of rot, and the buzzing fly chorus. Last line really ties it together.