High desert love triangle will you fruit tree Can you spot me glacier & wind gusts Mountain meadows over dull yellow dunes To soons, goodbyes, rifles in each corner Turkish coffee Wearing my ruana Devil's tongue chile Mouthfuls of honey & mango preserves Even the dog knows better Then to nose poke a scorpion, but you see there is a brittle brown piece of plywood 30 yards from the front porch. Underneath it is a decomposing rabbit And a fat see through scorpion Poisonous, & barbed kisses full of babies. Heeled before it's time. Who said rabbit's feet were lucky?