in his flip flops, the long
leash
letting the dog
wander into the brush.
i tell him
about the snake that
just crawled
across the trail.
copper head
i tell him.
he dips his sunglasses
and smiles.
no problem, man.
he says, puffing
on a joint.
it's just nature.
just nature, relax,
you should chill for
awhile.
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