sometimes i know she’s there and i can feel her.
my body feels
shrinking in and crowding us
the two of us
and in this way
i am suddenly a
girl who is also
a sheep-cart towing
two unshorn heifers to the barber
(right that’s where they go tho)
fighting for space and the farm hands are laughing
but those heifers are two feisty
mamas i’ll tell yeh man
now you can bet your bottom dollar
they’re in there hip-checkin the shit out of each other.
a laugh from the rest of the boys: