I found her curled beneath a creosote bush, three miles out, where no one ever goes. Her parched lips mouthed, "I knew you'd come." I nursed her in my shelter, beneath the red stone cliff. Water first, in tiny sips, then slowly bits of food. At nightfall we sat across the fire, her eyes assaying me. "Coyote?" she whispered. "And Raven, too?" I gave no answer. We made love three times while the full moon arced. With each c...
I was wearing a lot of heavy things lately... feeling chilly for some reason... I wore that black hat of sorrow, quite mysterious that made me look I wore my thick cape of lonliness, quite strong that for a hook I wore those high heels of vanity, so pricey I must seemed I wore those leather gloves of masochism so venomous indeed And underneath the scarlet dress of those that loved me, tremendous fools And under that lacy...
