Cow Eyes
one more day
just one more day
to kill your memory
and wash away the sin
I’ll use a bolt gun and straight
blade for the slaughter
a gambrel hook and clothes
line for the hanging
your pink nose and cow
eyes will crumble in the wind
and I’ll dance on the mustard
ceilings of our farmhouse
Copyright © Ralph Mason | Year Posted 2015
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