"winter in the aviary"

[urbpan]

frozen gobbets of mouse innards
a cold gloved hand
dipped in warm disinfectant
milky with bird shit
don't jump on me, owl

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[aemiis-zoo.livejournal.com]

I might be too tired/annoyed to write poetry today. Mostly all I did was stupid crap today anyway, not much animal care/handling. Spence and I did take the blue tongued skink and desert tortoise out for sun today. Maybe later I can muster up some energy to write a poem about transfering the tarantula to its new exhibit, which we did yesterday...

Well, hell, I'll give it a go now!

This is going to suck (and not in a good way!)

Crazy wooly tarantula!
Thinks exhibit modification is its job-
fills in water bowl with dirt,
webs itself into a cave.
I that a molt?!
oh my..
well, no, its just some mulch,
all webbed together.
Ouch! My eye!