Animals

The creature wakes up in the forest and says to itself
“Here I am.”

It looks at a bird and it wonders
“What is that fluttering movement?”

It is thin, and it is wearing clothes, and it is cold and shivering.

There is another one with him that is his same species. He understands it, and it him, though they do not speak.

He remembers shoveling snow, sunscreen and a sun roof.

Where did that life go? Was it a dream?

They go to the river and they drink with their hands.