by AE Reiff
I will tell the wilderness
beneath a bear.
The tail is cedar,
the bones are subway tubes
of glistening bronze.
Come and pierce the nose.
Open its mouth,
lie down upon a row of shields.
Put its tongue on a leash for girls,
that head harpoon you mountaineers,
a well-worn wake of undersides
as deep as hair.
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