Ground feeders

3.16

I your redacted.
[Simple] enough	I smell the blood
In my nose. Heart’s an
		I keep I keep
Everything I ever thought about you.

The terrible smile smiling. My
Love. Who are you?

In the river there stones that
Shine and the smaller stones there.
I threw one in		and you [who are]

Laughed. I think about your name.
	Its head to one side
2,000 miles from your parent’s home
On the cherry farm in Michigan. You.    A bridge
Of dark cherries.