The smell burned my nostrils

Looking for beady eyes
I stuck the long handle of the roof rake into the hole under the shed
Questioning my actions and hoping for contact

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From an upstairs window
I watch for the skunk
To meander out for night maneuvers

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I place a weather radio in the shed
Leaving it on
Hoping to annoy the skunk
Into moving out

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I cover the hole
Better to smell decaying skunk
Then be sprayed by one

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I begin to wonder
Who is the true trespasser