Impressions in Mud

Turkey prints in mud, prongs
beside a tire-spun (lake) bilged
with brown snowmelt — both
a passage — one a trident’s
curious ease, an architecture
clean and mär-​kəd — claw
to claw of no momentous depth.

One, the frenzy of (dis)traction,
a miniscule coal-pit flung
out and tailing, a gouge
of uncertain depth, perhaps
or simply clear evidence
that there are two ways
to press a foot into a land.

Image: Photo by Waldemar Brandt on Unsplash

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