me and my sister on the black ice of winter
dark dark dark - the world's a sheet of black ice tonight
i got this friend, a black guy, told me he came home one winter night and his chickens were layin dead in the yard. said he didnt know they'd die
said he always gets rid of'em now in the fall
us city folks dont know shit about chickens, we learn it as we go - like learnin bout cars as each part breaks down
somebody told me today
my older sister
said she never really knew me
stopped me cold
felt like a chicken frozen on the black ice ground
that whole track of dirt
round the spike in the middle of the yard
that holds the chain hooked to the old dog's collar
feel like that ol'dog
that orbits that spike
spike
patches of grass
orbiting dirt track
never let that dog come in
never really got to know'im
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