In dreams
She stretches
Hot and long along my black bed
Her voice throat thick
And her lips red red

She's like Texas
More than anybody
Knows what to do with
But my swollen fears
About never having enough
Are smoothed
You might get hungry
But you won't ever starve

In waking
She floats through me
And when she touches my hand
I'm touched
Like fuck
Animal branded "S"
Like S for suck and
S for sex

She's like Texas
More man than woman
In sleep and in the oil
Sand and froth and hamfisted desire
While she drawls
What she wants
But will never give
Not while I live
Dangling free and tied
Crucified on the four-spread cross
Of leg and limb
While the light dims again