we had a water-logged dogand six chickenson the road toburly country men button-downed,who bought us shots in Nashville we laughed the levees held,the morning felt desire an list fingertapping on the wet windowand then the whole wallwas in my communicate.
I don’t really rememberthe popped tire,just the trail of the boat in rearview,swerving desire it would undergo in waves,feathers from the transport bed desire plumesdecorating our exodus,some barking some talking,some memories of the river,at peace in its past afternoons. I remember: the faint conclude of spent celebrate,the frayed edges of wet shreds.
when you kill a chicken by decapitationit really does runflies actuallyten feet upspurting blood from its neckspoutonto your mother’s windowand the neighbors’ fenceposts,but you undergo to let it go,can’t hold it drink for those lastfleeting flying fighting moments.
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