Her father's land grieves but it also forgives,
The red mud's ice might shine in the sage shrub's shadows.
I've asked around at the deer party round the bend,
And though a dog's bark and its echo set theit boundaries,
She's lived in some long shadows.
Now we live in long shadows.
I've dug under the floor boards and searched the barn
And the barbed wire in the brush at the fence's foot.
I'm trading all our holdings and the land
And every one of our wonderful nights in turns.
The slow bounce of the heat will still rent the open.
The kids will still f*ck and f*ck just to try to feel real.
But she'll never not be soft and sticky as grapefruit meat,
And now she's gotten as far as her kitty litter looks will get her.
Undone slow and elk nude in an afternoon bath,
I held close her worth and earn
And now she'll never be in debt to anyone
And we'll be woven together in earthworms.
We'll be woven together in earthworms.
We'll be woven together in earthworms.
