In this dream I waded out into the field
like the halfmoon
They hired a man to take moving pictures
They said she would lift
her dress showing the stockings
and the bands around her thighs
I dangled like an afternoon
shadow humming like two looms
the essence of lungs hands behind my back
mild and wordless disguised like a pasture
I brought the bride my gifts two
garter snakes All of this
has been recorded