sharing the woods

I am sharing the woods with a hunter.

Taking my walk as the day came to its close

I noticed the path I have made was disturbed.

Seeing a tuft of deer fur in a tree to my left

I see another piece to my right.

they hung, stuck on small branches

by their once moist flesh.

I thought, 

what ?

It looks like a marker of sorts.

I peeled them off and tossed them into the woods.

Yes, this might annoy him,

and he is sure to explain their use.

(I have already unintentionally disturbed one shot.

Now I know the truck on the driveway means he is there.)

He has clomped through an otherwise quiet path.

We've meet and he is a careful and skilled man.

A hunter is sharing the woods with me.