a wetting
durum yaws along eskers late summer static
a drove of oxen; a wallop of brawny tails
over a swarm of mosquitos
striving to tipple their trusses dry; of blood,
of boors fishing for a garrison
argil, doing what it does best
from the runaway cut-throat
from the black mouthed
coyote, who stains the ere with instinct—
a wetting on the fuzzed
callow stem