Collaborator

You have oiled
Where the oil goes
Asking the morning
Is the oil good
The sleeping trees
Drink the earth
Some black roots
Beneath a long
Slippery fingernail
All acting reacts
Going for the arm ring
Throatless word
Coyote
Rips from rabbit
A limp paw
Torn little foot
And it’s lucky?
Rain dissolves the rain
Peach time is waiting
Unbuckle your barrages
Good poems do nothing
Bad poems disqualify
How do you look?
With your eyes