four weeks pass,
three days elapse,
two moons wane and wax
tarp was blue
and luffing,
i slept by myself,
fearing infection and love.
long-neck
bewildered,
sharp-tooth culprit,
camera clicks! and captures it.
slow-belly takes two meals too late,
and one blanket,
too small to cover all.
the wind that
lifts the stake
she made one mistake.
(she) forgot the reticent gent,
with his hand on the hammer,
driving it back in,
driving them back in.
i brave the
morning,
on my left side,
no fever, no stampede, no pride.
tarp was blue and luffing,
i slept by myself,
fearing infection and love.
with one blanket, one blanket, one blanket.