How do I defend myself against anything?
I can protect the body but not the soul,
not the soil
of the soul, not its rich cake. Nothing
will ever become of us,
so you have time to think it over, but
still
cassowaries love cassowaries. Something has
occurred
in this space, like a cassowary word: too
low for the human ear,
the only recorded human death.
A boy who threw a horse's bridle
at it,
and took a claw in the neck. He died of negative blood.
If you should see a territorial cassowary,
drive your car slowly, back away, keep your dog
close,
place something between you and the bird
like your backpack or a hundred a years of
history.
Live as you would like to be remembered
by
the cassowary, father of sons.
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