Tagged: farm

DUAL

sometimes i know she’s there and i can feel her.
some times
my body feels
too small,
like it’s
shrinking in and crowding us
the two of us
together

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:
oh, women.

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