Michael Cluff- A Poem

College Sights 8:55 a.m.

Atop a pomegranate red table
outdoors near the hub of campus
the surface contains a second tint
blood from a somewhat gutted
gopher, eyes now ever shut
and paws raised in a near prayer
of hopeful deliverance
trinkles and then drops
from near suspension
down
onto the cold cemented
unconcerned earth.