chicken ranch

i planted another chicken today.  perhaps
a chicken-tree will grow.

eggfruit will form, and soon chickens
will drop

to the ground
in a consternation of feathers.

as the sun rises

i rise also and
piss like a horse.

it would seem i have
no other use for you.

i wish it were not so.  i wish i
could cover you, like a beast.

i would make your children:  so strong
and without thought.