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big mother

when big mother is whole,
she radiates good thoughts;
veranda thoughts of summer

with the wind blowing in just
so it smells the pigs, the sheep
the cattle, far off, bleeding.

sweet, sweet smell, good smell
of hunger that is in the mouth
to fill it, to cut, crush, swallow

whole – when big mother is,
there’s heavy petting. here boy,
here doggy, good doggy knows

when big mother is broken,
sweet summer blood smells
get stronger still and closer.