Reba sink a boulder in the water

Reba tie a cable to a tree

Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper

Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune


Knee deep in the motel tub

Reba dangle ladle form her lip

dip

sip

Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume

mutter to a farmer in a truck


Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba

cheetah on the prowl in a cage

sink a boulder in the water

tie a cable to a tree



Mutter "nature" to the nag

with the lipstick perfume

Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover

thunder in a circle

down the pipes


Bag it

Tag it

Sell it to the butcher in the store


Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub

picked up a jar unscrewed the top

and watched it drop into the water


A little scoop of plaster mix

some coffee grounds and mud

and then she stirred it with the ladle

that her Grandmother had bought her

threw in a pot of melted wax

a forefoot and a hoof

apple core, worms galore

and a can of some corrosive


coconuts and chloroform

some wicker and some cork

Toxic waste, some purple paste

she hoped was not explosive


Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation

and she knew that what she make

would be the finest in the nation

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