Jake's Flea Market

ah the lioness

without her the rain on their barn
roof would drip ploink     ploink     ploink in the liquid
manure on the barn floor   the horse in the barn
would wade plash     plash     plash through shit to the fetlocks
to the knee knobs and yet

not even she can stop the corral collapse   the decay 
of old posts into the dry dead grass   the fence planks 
fallen     half sunk     rotting unseen beneath the thistles 
and the seed full headed weeds grown
up through the ten years dried   steer dung soil


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