Against the rubber tongues of cows
Thistles spike the summer air
And crackle open under a blue—blac
Every one a revengeful burst
Of resurrection, a grasphed fistfu

He loved her and she loved him
His kisses sucked out her whole pa
He had no other appetite
She bit him she gnawed him she suc
She wanted him complete inside her

Stirs its ashes and embers, its bu
An eye powdered over, half melted
Ponders
Ideas that collapse
At the first touch of attention

When Crow was white he decided th
He decided it glared much too whit
He decided to attack it and defeat
He got his strength up flush and i
He clawed and fluffed his rage up.

I sit in the top of the wood, my e
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills
The convenience of the high trees!

She gives him his eyes, she found
Among some rubble, among some beet
He gives her her skin
He just seemed to pull it down out
She weeps with fearfulness and ast

Once upon a time there was a perso
He was walking along
He met the full burning moon
Rolling slowly twoards him
Crushing the stones and houses by

This house has been far out at sea
The woods crashing through darknes
Winds stampeding the fields under
Floundering black astride and blin
Till day rose; then under an orang

Crow, feeling his brain slip,
Finds his every feather the fossil
Who murdered all these?
These living dead, that root in hi
Till he is visibly black?

The tractor stands frozen —an agon
To think of. All night
Snow packed its open entrails. No
A spill of molten ice, smoking sno
Pours into its steel.