It’s nice that spring has finally come
(in the desert)
a lone cow stands on the ground before the drop
slopes just to the south, full of saguaro
we both caught a glimpse of the moon
hiding from us in the glare of the early sun
the steer, in all his bulk and brown glory
might be waiting for slaughter
massive horns cast a shadow where once he had company
i wonder what he is thinking of
on this perfect clearing with the mountains rising behind him
the sun rising behind me, and i catch his huge muscles
in all this light, he comes alive
alive with feeling and provocation and loneliness
that is what we are of course
i personify the steer.
no others in sight
can we get any closer?
Cat Over Clock 
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