Roadkill

A yearling,
     a cub,
  a calf

Bound in placement
   in the trees,
leaves, brush

and the black pavement
that separates us

Spotted, she hides while
     he limbers effortlessly,
  the other, hobbles his mass

        The babes,
                        they don't know
              they're lost
             while the mothers,
they lie there
       on the side of the road