the snake had crawled the hole,
and she said,
tell me about
yourself.
and
I said,
I was beaten down
long ago
in some alley
in another
world.
and she said,
we're all
like pigs
slapped down some lane,
our
grassbrains
singing
toward the
blade.
by
god,
you're an
odd one,
I said.
we
sat there
smoking
cigarettes
at
5
in the morning.