it was hella early,
not even light yet,
and i was rollin like a house ball
to my payin job.
saw a raccoon
dead as can be
up by the curb,
and another raccoon
sorta hovering near,
like a human woman who the doctors told,
but she never really fucking believed it
cos she loved the one on the gurney so much.
i never knew a raccoon would act like that,
all disbelieving and shattered and such.
i got to my payin job
and my fingers’d gone numb to the time card;
it did a fumbelina to the floor.
somebody said, what’s the matter, coal?
but when i bunny dipped to get the damn card,
i felt like that bandit bent over its mate.
that’s when i knew
that it meant me, too,
and that we are all alone in this fucking world.