above the tree line

the sky
glows
neon
the caribou
wear parkas
pocketing an oosik for luck

counting coup
against your collar bone
like the cards foretold

dance with me
and talk about love
for even here there is pizza pie
beer
and talk of space junk
amalgam eiffel tower trinkets
and
i know you
you get thinner every day

silent gastropod
slips me the foot

snowshoe rabbits
stare
noses twitching
with lop-eared longing looks
i plumb my pockets
for carrot

finding only rupees, rubles
rumpelstilzchen, rumpelstilzchen, rumpelstilzchen


brother can you spare a dime