08 February 2012

farmer

your rib
cage & still
kiss places
of you
buffalo track
graze
darkened skin
just
above your hips

we are in season

small hairs
grow
down
middle of
america or else
your chest
around nipples
my mouth paws
rabbit trail
or
i am guessing

what glows

no this is
not
my howling
i can
only move
like a coyote

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