The Albatross of the Plains

I shot a beaver in my youth
who cursed me with this curse

My teeth
will be your poems now

and in you, like me
a gift unused 
grow fatal to the brain

Beavers’ teeth never stop growing so they chew on wood to keep them at a manageable length. If they didn’t maintain them their teeth would eventually grow into their brains.

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