me timbre

shiver me tumbler
timber to her rustled steer
satyr to foxhound fox glove

near fostex her house of maize corn and other 'debris'


is this cake winter the knapsack on her knee
old cow frightens the wood
the blank page begun
her willowing gattle meat to her dairy product


Note the Fedora hat winking inthe dark of her detective novel
double or one to nothing shes's the squeeze in any lemon
her bar baker damn dawn to her preening shawl