image credit: Prelena Soma Owen


guarding your hole,
neither your wife nor you
will cuckold the other's colourful soul,
so sit
on your coming two.
in peace
for strife is your least
affliction to fear of in life;
so gaze at the geese, and take time to feast
or go
for a drink with your wife.
it's dawn,
perhaps you'll mourn
 - to the honeyguide's carefree song -
two eggshells torn, but a third one born
your son
who survived the wrong.

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