The afternoon hissing
hanging thick on
junipers, on jutting shale
An alkaline heaviness
Crushed snail—
smear and quiver
tapering shards
O ruptured cream-egg
of my blue-dog nights
The billow-green valley of
sedge and swell and rivulet—
darkling
The loping elk and their
unreasonable
banshee whoops
Bear shit is
dark loam and silence
Rich with seed
and pale writhing
multitudes
Granite country
slacks its jaw
opens up for
dusty libation