Dawns of raided hose
verklempt in the lighting
that brings their efforts to water
their limbs in a liquid wall
the stage burned that they asked for
covered in tenderness with iron
downy feathers from neck fluff
adrift on the swing set of the wind
drawing the chains from heavy-muscled water
as gravity rises through the lips of their tent
they hasten into halter and star haze
drink stirrups of daylight that frost never tasted
ungather stones for the finger of canal
pinching the eye's taste for curve
gently at the edges where rubber hums
screens of tumbled hair
glowing mapless in agony of cognition
on the living room's fragrant propeller.