Conspiracy

Lamb

Joan


what makes the globe mallow
   roll its forty brass heads?
what when the sego lily melts under noon?
what dark blanket throws the cottonwood?
what yucca
what bells
   grown out of tongues?
   this whipsnake with a yellow stripe
   breaks a sheening seam of ants
the motion of all things is holy
all meekness has deserted me