the other ones
The other ones are quiet
but strong — they make deeper sounds
that our ears cannot understand.
We’ve only seen them in ones or twos —
sometimes three — but there are stories
about how they live in groups, smaller than ours
of course, with their fat little children
and their senile old ones — toothless,
some with damaged legs, no longer able to hunt
or even make tools.
Yet these broad-browed ones, barrel chested, lion-maned —
they seem to care for their…