of course she is afraid
gentleman and ladies hunt
like bears for salmon on steps
where the river meets the sea in Alaska,
eat only the skin, leave the flesh for the birds
with attachment comes little chats across the table,
uglier some dawns than by the easy nights
across the eggs or cereal or thick coffee,
sometimes dumplings, sometimes nothing
she says why don't you stay awhile
she says I’ve a bet to place
he says you look afraid
Posted 01/17/13