The Last Time I Saw My Horse

I still remember, we were in the ocean.

I was scared, you were dumb.

It ate us both.

Vomiting our bones onto the seashore -

Knee caps, spinal plates, cranium, clavicle.

It was magical.

And on the racing tracks,

Wilbur he is sleeping.

He is scared, he is sore.

I think about him, and he thinks about me.

No one knows.

Crossing hooves.

Later in the bargain bin,

I thought I saw some dentures.

Horsey teeth, human teeth.

I heard a rumor you were frozen underwater.

Molecules, clusterfuck.

Or did they grind you down while you were only sleeping?

Making you

Elmer's glue.

I heard a rumor

that horses last forever.

It was false.