The Poultry Put the Pieces of the Abduction Puzzle Together

Barring the necessity
to castrate the bull,
the fence mender’s
ineptitude,
the cows wooing mooing—
an altogether staid day
begins on the ranch.

The smoking chickens
share a toke and a scratch
wearing clam digger feathers.
A bantam Red
was robbed last night.
Two foxes—unregistered
sex offenders.

Below, the souls of urchins
ruined by time and masters.
Subterranean red riverbed dried
springs amaranthine crops,
spirals and keys—
a dance of foreign semaphore.