The corn stalks are swaying with me now. We have grown fond of each other.
Accustomed to what we both may want. For them, cows to stop feeding on their dead stems.
For me, people to stop feeding.
We don’t know if it will work out this way. They are a cheaper alternative for
feeding livestock. I debate my alternatives.
~
I have wished for a new husk, a new protective layer.
But, crows continue to peck. But, people eat before it is time
to harvest.
~
“It’s funny if you think about something not happening hard enough, maybe it never happened.
Maybe it doesn’t have to be real.”
Should I have reached for you in corn? Did you rape me if you held me after?
~
The corn stalks are swaying with me now. We have grown fond of each other.
Accustomed to what we both may want. For them, cows to stop feeding on their dead stems.
For me, people to stop feeding.
We don’t know if it will work out this way. They are a cheaper alternative for
feeding livestock. I debate my alternatives.
~
I have wished for a new husk, a new protective layer.
But, crows continue to peck. But, people eat before it is time
to harvest.
~
“It’s funny if you think about something not happening hard enough, maybe it never happened.
Maybe it doesn’t have to be real.”
Should I have reached for you in corn? Did you rape me if you held me after?
~